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

Elbow on a Grinder 

D. E. Larsen, DVM The morning looked like it would be a nice early summer day in Encumclaw. The winter had seemed to run into spring, and anything approaching summer weather was yet to be seen. I was at the front counter when young Ed Carter came through the door with Max. A large GreatContinue reading “Elbow on a Grinder “

Nick’s Ankle 

D. E. Larsen, DVM Sandy was standing behind the counter with her hands on her hips when I returned to the clinic from a morning farm call. “Skip is on his way here with Ted’s dog,” Sandy said. “They found him in the river, and Skip said he has a broken leg.” I glanced overContinue reading “Nick’s Ankle “