Ernie’s Pig

D. E. Larsen, DVM I stood in the barnyard facing a long metal barn. It is about 90 feet long, maybe 30 feet wide with 10-foot walls. The light breeze coming off the Calapoolya River stirs a little dust. Still, it feels cool in the midday heat of July in the Willamette Valley. Not aContinue reading “Ernie’s Pig”

Edith and Coco

D. E. Larsen, DVM Edith was an older lady who you would see walking down the street in Sweet Home daily. I don’t think she drove, but maybe she just preferred to walk. Her hair was always curled but not what you would call well kept. Some would call her petite, and I am sureContinue reading “Edith and Coco”

PeeWee

D. E. Larsen, DVM It was early Sunday morning when the phone rang. We were not out of bed yet. We didn’t have any firm plans for the day, but we had discussed going up the Calapooia River to swim. The weather had been warm and dry, and we wanted to take advantage of theContinue reading “PeeWee”