Another Witch, Another February, From the Archives

D. E. Larsen, DVM I turned into the old farm’s long driveway off of Cochran Creek Road, north of Brownsville. I had been here only a couple of times before. The farm did have some character, with an old barn nestled up against a hillside, and an old trailer not far from the barn thatContinue reading “Another Witch, Another February, From the Archives”

Willow, From the Archives

 D. E. Larsen, DVM  I could see Willow sitting in the reception area. As always, she was aloft to all that was happening around her. Willow was a natural hunting dog, a Drahthear, a German wirehaired pointer. She was getting older now and had mellowed with age. She was very self-confident, like all the largerContinue reading “Willow, From the Archives”

Morris, From the Archives

D. E. Larsen, DVM The girls were all waiting for me when I came through the door after work. “We have kittens!” they all screamed in unison. “We have lots of kittens,” Amy said. “Both Sam and Mittens had kittens,” Brenda said. “Sam only had one kitten, but Mittens had seven.” “Come on, we willContinue reading Morris, From the Archives