The Angry Awn

D. E. Larsen, DVM I glanced up the hill 100 yards, where Derek was moving through some high grass. There was a chill in the early morning of October air. This was the first weekend that I was free to hunt. We were carefully covering my favorite clearcut on the backside of Buck Mountain. AsContinue reading “The Angry Awn”

Saved by Daisy

D. E. Larsen, DVM “I just don’t know what is wrong with her, David,” Violet said. “She won’t jump up on the bed, and she cries if I try to pick her up.” Violet was one of my older clients. She was a tiny lady with snow-white hair, in her nineties, she was still veryContinue reading “Saved by Daisy”

The Bite of the Chigger

D. E. Larsen, DVM I came to the end of the gravel on this side road off of Pleasant Valley Road. There was just a dirt path in front of me. I say path because it would probably not meet any criteria to qualify as a road. I took a deep breath and continued on,Continue reading “The Bite of the Chigger”