A Well Placed M-80

D. E. Larsen, DVM We stepped out of the gym into the growing darkness of a winter evening. It was a clear sky and no rain in sight. “We are done early,” I said. “Mom won’t be here for at least a half hour. We may as well start walking and meet her on theContinue reading A Well Placed M-80

Up a Tree with No Way Down

D. E. Larsen, DVM It was close to seven when I finally got out of the clinic. I knew that Sandy had fed the kids earlier. I just hoped that there was something left over for me. I was greeted with a house full of gloom when I walked through the kitchen door. “Morris isContinue reading “Up a Tree with No Way Down”