Widow Woman’s Ranch

D. E. Larsen, DVM I could see Dan waiting at the gate to the barnyard when I pulled into his driveway off of Pleasant Valley Road. There was still some snow on the ground from a late spring snowfall, and it added a chill to the air. “Dan, I got the message that you wantedContinue reading “Widow Woman’s Ranch”

Ageless Ida and Kitty

D. E. Larsen, DVM Ida was sitting beside her daughter, waiting patiently, with Kitty nestled in her lap. Ida was my oldest client, a tiny, frail old lady with snow-white hair. She lived by herself, but her daughter, Lila, was close at hand. Lila was no spring chicken herself. Ida drove until a couple ofContinue reading “Ageless Ida and Kitty”

What’s in a Name

D. E. Larsen, DVM When I was a young boy, my great uncle, Ern Davenport, called me “Goliath.” I never knew why he assigned me that name. My name being David gave an obvious connection, but what event prompted it has been forever lost.   My grandparents had 10 children, and there were 29 of usContinue reading “What’s in a Name”