Thursday, April 1, 2010
The Death of Good News
Say it ain’t so.
Yes, I’m feeling it lately. I read my local big town newspaper headlines everyday. (The San Jose Mercury. Lots of news from the Silicon Valley.) I seldom read an entire story. I figure the headline and the first paragraph should do the job. And lately…all the news is bad news. I swear, from declining sea otter populations on the California coast to a new massive round of layoffs to Christian militia to… I’m thinking of giving up the newspaper. I don’t watch the television news anymore…unless it’s the occasional Keith Olbermann just to chuckle at how absurd life is sometimes.
It’s everywhere! The newbies for RT are freaking out in despair over writing blocks. Friends are dealing with health/job/relative problems. The publishing world is frozen over all the changes taking over the ballroom and trying to pick the best dance partner.
I’m just tired of bad news.
So, let’s figure out some good news to share.
See this picture?
This is Friskee. I love his smile. When I was dog searching early last year, I found his picture on an adoption site and just copied it because it made me smile. Study Friskee…this is an older dog and look at him! Doesn’t he make you smile?
Let’s look at him again…
OK, I feel better.
Dogs know how to do it. I wonder what sort of book a dog would write. HEA would be all about the best way to sprawl on the couch. Depending on the dog, it would be next to a human or just somewhere close to the human. (I’ve owned both sorts of dogs. The ones that grumble if you touch them while they’re sleeping and the ones who prefer head on lap.)
Romances would be fleeting, fabulous and all about the sex. (I could write this.)
Conflict would be about who to play with at the dogpark, what that squirrel is doing in that tree and can I catch that rabbit? Angst would involve the food not being shared by resident humans and why isn’t it dinner time right now?
Unrequited love? Well, we’ve all known those neurotic type dogs who fixate on special toys and do disgusting things to them… Let’s not go there.
I’ve read a fair amount of dog stories. From the first loves of “Big Red” and “Lassie Come Home” to John Katz and his fascination with Border Collies… And to Merrill Markoe and “What The Dogs Have Taught Me” and her various books involving conversations humans have with their dogs. (Want a good laugh? Any of them will show a true insight into the canine mind as humans see it.) (No, didn’t read or see “Marly and Me” – I avoid stories where dogs die. Period.)
Dogs don’t really believe in bad news and I guess that’s why I’m thinking of them lately. When bad news is banished with one rustle of the dog bones box….life is good. When one good belly scratch makes the squirrel that got away disappear from the brain… When a pat on a head chases away the bad dreams…
Sigh. I could spend a day being a dog. I should. It would undoubtedly do good things to my blood pressure.
But no rolling on dead seals, eating discarded anything from the sidewalk or sniffing butts. I know these are doggie things, but really… I have standards.
So, where am I going with this blog? Not sure. I just know I need a break from bad news of any sort. I don’t want to hear any whining about pages not written, about how pissed off you are that a certain author was interviewed and dissed romance in general, no anger at the agent who didn’t call, the revisions not getting done, the rewrites, the spreadsheets, the rain…
Good news Friday! Any good news? Writing!?
I spelled my name right today! Right on!
Imagine life from a dog’s perspective. Not the third world dogs having to run from stew pots. But the dogs of America who live good lives, long lives with two square meals a day, a couch at night, walkies and good sized yards or at least nearby parks.
Please. I’m desperate… Tell me some good news? Share it! Shout it. Read a good interview lately? A good news story caught your eyes? What made you laugh this week? I need something to lift the burden of all this bloody bad news!
Found a penny in the parking lot? GREAT!
OK…Good news? Good writing? Happy meals? Any particular bit of writing that you did that made you giggle at the end? Or writing? (I recommend the penis discussion at the beginning of Chapter Five from Fantasy in Death by JD Robb.)
One more look at Friskee…
Now, let’s hear some good news!
Yes, I’m feeling it lately. I read my local big town newspaper headlines everyday. (The San Jose Mercury. Lots of news from the Silicon Valley.) I seldom read an entire story. I figure the headline and the first paragraph should do the job. And lately…all the news is bad news. I swear, from declining sea otter populations on the California coast to a new massive round of layoffs to Christian militia to… I’m thinking of giving up the newspaper. I don’t watch the television news anymore…unless it’s the occasional Keith Olbermann just to chuckle at how absurd life is sometimes.
It’s everywhere! The newbies for RT are freaking out in despair over writing blocks. Friends are dealing with health/job/relative problems. The publishing world is frozen over all the changes taking over the ballroom and trying to pick the best dance partner.
I’m just tired of bad news.
So, let’s figure out some good news to share.
See this picture?
This is Friskee. I love his smile. When I was dog searching early last year, I found his picture on an adoption site and just copied it because it made me smile. Study Friskee…this is an older dog and look at him! Doesn’t he make you smile?
Let’s look at him again…
OK, I feel better.
Dogs know how to do it. I wonder what sort of book a dog would write. HEA would be all about the best way to sprawl on the couch. Depending on the dog, it would be next to a human or just somewhere close to the human. (I’ve owned both sorts of dogs. The ones that grumble if you touch them while they’re sleeping and the ones who prefer head on lap.)
Romances would be fleeting, fabulous and all about the sex. (I could write this.)
Conflict would be about who to play with at the dogpark, what that squirrel is doing in that tree and can I catch that rabbit? Angst would involve the food not being shared by resident humans and why isn’t it dinner time right now?
Unrequited love? Well, we’ve all known those neurotic type dogs who fixate on special toys and do disgusting things to them… Let’s not go there.
I’ve read a fair amount of dog stories. From the first loves of “Big Red” and “Lassie Come Home” to John Katz and his fascination with Border Collies… And to Merrill Markoe and “What The Dogs Have Taught Me” and her various books involving conversations humans have with their dogs. (Want a good laugh? Any of them will show a true insight into the canine mind as humans see it.) (No, didn’t read or see “Marly and Me” – I avoid stories where dogs die. Period.)
Dogs don’t really believe in bad news and I guess that’s why I’m thinking of them lately. When bad news is banished with one rustle of the dog bones box….life is good. When one good belly scratch makes the squirrel that got away disappear from the brain… When a pat on a head chases away the bad dreams…
Sigh. I could spend a day being a dog. I should. It would undoubtedly do good things to my blood pressure.
But no rolling on dead seals, eating discarded anything from the sidewalk or sniffing butts. I know these are doggie things, but really… I have standards.
So, where am I going with this blog? Not sure. I just know I need a break from bad news of any sort. I don’t want to hear any whining about pages not written, about how pissed off you are that a certain author was interviewed and dissed romance in general, no anger at the agent who didn’t call, the revisions not getting done, the rewrites, the spreadsheets, the rain…
Good news Friday! Any good news? Writing!?
I spelled my name right today! Right on!
Imagine life from a dog’s perspective. Not the third world dogs having to run from stew pots. But the dogs of America who live good lives, long lives with two square meals a day, a couch at night, walkies and good sized yards or at least nearby parks.
Please. I’m desperate… Tell me some good news? Share it! Shout it. Read a good interview lately? A good news story caught your eyes? What made you laugh this week? I need something to lift the burden of all this bloody bad news!
Found a penny in the parking lot? GREAT!
OK…Good news? Good writing? Happy meals? Any particular bit of writing that you did that made you giggle at the end? Or writing? (I recommend the penis discussion at the beginning of Chapter Five from Fantasy in Death by JD Robb.)
One more look at Friskee…
Now, let’s hear some good news!
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Forgot to mention, no. I didn't adopt Friskee. He was an older dog and I'd already lost two older dogs. I just couldn't face it. Bonnie won the doggie adoption lotter for us. I'm sure Friskee won with someone else!
I adore dogs. They're just so happy! And all that unconditional love and desperate desire to please . . . it does something wonderful to the heart.
Good news -- I had a student who's failing tell me she wants to do better and earn enough extra credit and do other project to pull her up to passing. I was impressed!
And this HUGE damn project I've been working on for almost a year is almost DONE!!! I'm down to final editing on the final reports. I'm so happy and relieved I could shimmy up the mast and shout it to the whole world. And frankly, as this project was so far out of my comfort zone and experience level to start with, I'm pretty damn proud of myself!
Awesome idea Chance!
p.s. Friskee has an awesome smile. How can you not love that?
Well, it IS Good Friday, so I suppose it is the perfect Friday to share good news.
I feel a Will Ferrell quote coming on. "Good news! I saw a dog today!" (Friskee is a very handsome fellow.)
My friend Erica has a dog named Nakira, and she has the best smile. It makes you laugh every time you see it. Her buddy Monty, in comparison, looks like a melancholy poet, but he gets more of my ear rubs because he looks particularly pathetic. Plus he's not very pushy about asking for pats. He stands by your knee and waits, pleading with his eyes until you can't stand it anymore.
Good news today...I don't really have good news today, but in deference to your needs, I won't bitch. *LOL*
Oh, I bought my plane ticket to go to Orlando in June (to see Harry Potter Orlando); I filed my taxes; and I think I'll be having Chinese food tonight as my friend Holly and I figure out how to make an 8-foot wide moon for a play.
Love that picture of Friskie!
As for good news, well it's not exactly news, but my son and I have discovered that game show "Minute to Win It" and it's one of those shows where I have more of a blast watching his reaction than watching the show. It's soooo silly. Sometimes we need silly! I highly recommend it for that laugh. :)
Another silly thing was last weekend my son and I participated in an Easter egg hunt and he got stuck in the mud and I had to pull him out. I got him, but minus his boots and I lost my shoe too! I think we gave everyone there a laugh actually. LOL
I think dogs are fun, even though I'm not interested in having one right now.
Good news... hmmm.... Only another 8 weeks before my kid's born. Hooray!
I wrote last night. So that's good news.
We might buy a new roof for our house. Good and bad, I guess. Good that there won't be any rivers flowing in my bedroom.
I'm planning a yard sale in a few weeks, that's good news. It'll be nice to purge the extra stuff.
More good news.... My DH is home from work today, a three day weekend. :) I like having him around.
I'm sure there's more. I'll keep thinking.
Hal - I imagine as a teacher, having a failing student who really knows it and wants to work their way out of it is a godsend. No pleading and blaming you...just tell me how I can fix this. That is good news!
And huzzah on the big project. Those things we tackled that seem like nothing but bad news and we turn them around are a real reason to celebrate! Sort of like learning to swim by being thrown into the deep end!
Great! And news on the agent and the putting your MS out there for perusal?
Hel - You're not bouncing all over the office about going to Hogwarts? I'm surprised they haven't strapped you to a chair and ducted taped your mouth closed...I'd think you'd be a exploding volcano of excitement!
Ah, but it's all inside, right!?
Let it out, brighten the day of someone you work with!
Jane's husband, who I don't think ever read the books, really wants to go...now that is successful hype! We all expect pictures of you at this momentous event!
I wonder if Friskee was pushy or just sat there, smiling at you...knowing you'd have to pet him...
And Chinese food sounds delish. And eight foot moon? Interesting!
I will be closer to time. But yesterday I bought my ticket; and then last night driving home I found out the AC in my car doesn't work. Plane ticket=what I could have used toward car repairs. Just money worried.
The moon is for a play production of ET. Benefits will go to Second Chance; and a doggie will be playing ET, if I understand correctly. You'd love it.
Melissa - I love shows that make my husband silly. I swear, I watch The Family Guy not for me, but for him. He sees it come on and sort of shrugs, "Isn't there something else on?"
Then he gets caught in the madness and laughs. I know this will happen, so I don't change the channel.
Laughter of loved ones is a great bit of news.
Maybe as the spring thaw continues, you'll find the missing shoes!
BTW, Bo'sun Terrio sends her regrets, she's on the road with her munchkin and might check in way late today.
Wow, Marn! Only 8 more weeks? Time sure flies when you're not pregnant! Seems like just yesterday that you were sharing the news!
You wrote, cool. And yes, a new roof is good news. I know, it's pricey and all but once we had a new one, it made us feel a whole lot better. Our electric bills went down and I didn't lie awake when it rained, waiting for the insipid sound of *drip....*drip....*drip somewhere in the house!
Yard sale...hope that goes well. If we tried a yard sale we'd kill someone out of our narrow, busy road. We just load the van and donate, comes in handy come tax time! And a three day weekend with the DH! I'd love one of those!
What are the plans with the little pirate and Easter Egg hunting?
But come on, isn't it fascinating how hard it is to come up with good news? If this were a bitch and moan day, there's be a bazillion commments! We need to be more positive about what we write...there is enough crap out there for everyone to deal with.
Think of this as a very challenging creatite writing blog!
My good news? Husband had some medical tests done and they all came out fine. It's just stress. I found the cutest pair of shows last weekend for RT, sort of shortie shoes that look like spats. Great of steampunk costumes!
I joined a weight loss group and haven't cheated in the three days since! And I got my wedding ring to the jewelers for upsizing after wearing a substitute for over 6 months. My Mom finally kicked the cold that's been riding her for the last few months and the poppys are blooming all over the place! Loverly.
Ah, but Hels! Now you have the plane ticket and you can always roll the windows down. Think of what you have to look forward to and no regrest!
A dog playing ET? That sounds marvelous! A benefit for me!!!??? I'm honored but really, I'm OK. ;-)
You don't live in Missouri, 2nd, so I forgive you for not understanding the terms "humidity" or "Missouri in July."
Ha, ha. Second Chance is Columbia's no-kill animal rescue. Making sure all the Friskees of the world find a home.
Well, I know I managed with broken AC in Sacramento, where the heat has no humidity...but I get it. Summer has a few more months to gather steam and I'm sure you'll figure it out before then. And meanwhile...you get to go to Hogwarts! Some things are work the sacrifice.
Very appropriate for a dog to play ET to benefit a no-kill shelter. Though I think a cat would have been more accurate casting...
I once had to drive three hours through Oklahoma and Missouri with no air conditioner, and windows that wouldn't roll down more than a crack. I filled an ice chest with ice and water, set it in the passenger seat, dunked towels in the water, and sat on them. When I got out of the car, my clothes were dry. That's how FREAKING HOT it gets down there. Thank God for coastal breezes!!!!!
Tomorrow, we're going to the beach with the dog, letting her run and fetch the ball on the sand, enjoying the 80 degree weather, and eating the best lamb kabobs ever. I'm so excited I can't wait.
Oh! And I wrote 800 words this morning!!! Woo hoo!
I am sure the cat would be better casting, but I think you can convince a dog more ably to stay in a bicycle basket and wear a costume. I'm not the director though. I'm just helping a friend to make the moon.
Thank you, Hal, EXACTLY! *LOL* And it's only April 2nd, and I was trying to run the AC yesterday because it was a warm 86 or something and it didn't work. I didn't have to go far, but I was like, "Dude, this is not going to be kosher come July."
Hal! Lamb kabobs, the beach and a happy dog...sounds like divineness all around.
Hel - I believe in luck. You bought the tickets to Hogwarts, which is your heart's desire, the universe will reward you with some winfall to help out with the AC... Hang in there!
I guess it could depend on the dog...I have seen dogs that appear somewhat alien... :-)
This is true. The Universe does seem to reward people who follow their heart's desires. I'll keep my fingers crossed that a little Freon will take care of the issue.
Dude, am I glad it's Friday. I'm freaking out every five minutes, don't get me wrong, but I am GLAD it's Friday and I'm glad I'll be hanging out with Holly tonight, eating Chinese, laughing at my ineptness to sew, and talking about her cats. Actually we'll probably be talking about Jimmy Fallon, who was on the marriage ref. She loves him. *LOL* He was funny. It wasn't that good of a show last night; it was the comics who made it worthwhile. Even Sheryl Crow was humorous. "That's because I'm a rock star." I think I'm going to go around saying that as my justification. "That's because I'm a pirate."
OH, you're going for the alien face-cat look. No, see, they're putting the dog in an ET costume. So maybe they'll really luck out and use a Pug, which I think will be ugly enough to play the role of ET.
No offense to those who own pugs. I don't mind the way they look; they're so ugly they're cute and all, but the way they smell. UGH.
But pugs are a bit hefty for a bike basket...hope it's reinforced!
Because I'm a pirate works for me. On line mostly, but those who know me in the RW are in on it also. It's great thay you have a good evening to look forward to and may the gods of freon take pity on you...
Pugs are hilariously ugly. And the smell? Well, need owners that are willing to work out all the yeasty stuff that ends up in those folds. there is one on the bluff where I walk... Wallie. He has one functioning eye and is so sweet. Loves people, doesn't really give a hang about dogs.
While watching Bonnie dash around the bluff last night with Domino, a rescured dalmation, was worth a ton of karmic good news points. I laughed! She just dashed around the pudgy dalmation and even, at one point, leapt over him! She is such a show off!
The neighbors have a little dog. I think it may be a teacup chihuahua, but if it is, it's still young because the chihuahuas I've seen lately are chubby. Anyway, I was coming to the apartment and this little crumb was wandering around outside (no owners watching, which I think is dangerous? What if it ran out into the road? People are crazy on our road) and he flanked me and kept in my blind sight, sniffing at my bags and shoes. He was cracking me up.
His little flanking move is hilarious. He's got skills, that one.
The smaller you are, the more bluff you must hold! Chihauhaus are all reincarted Great Danes who longed to be lap dogs...
And I'm off to walk my oversized lap dog!
Keep it merry! Break out the rum and imbibe!
So...anyone read anything that made them giggle lately? I swear, I know I've already menioned it, but the penis discussion in Chapter Five of Fantasy in Death is an absolute laughfest!
I love Christie Craig for the laughter. Leslie Langtry. Used to find it with Janet Evanovich... Another I delight in is Elizabeth Arthur and Merrill Markoe...
Who do you read when you need a good smile and giggle?
la la la la la la la....
Chance, what a great post you've got here today. And Friskee--well, I fell in love. Every time his pic came up.
I've been feeling a bit overwhelmed, which is why I stayed away until now. But this was just perfect, exactly what I needed. :)
When I need a good smile and a giggle. . .I like Rachel Gibson (some are better than others tho), and Karen Kendall is a fun one I've discovered. And oh yeah -- MY manuscripts! :)
Rachel Gibson sounds familiar...what has she written that made you smile?
And what are you writing? ;-)
Really, I find bad news just overwhelming lately, and I know it's human nature...or at least the American nature, to focus on bad news. But I'm tired of it!
Leslie Langtry is a favorite laugh; as is Jennifer Crusie, Sophie Kinsella, Hester Browne, Teresa Medeiros, Jill Barnett, Anne Gracie, Sherrilyn Kenyon/Kinley MacGregor, J.K. Rowling, and many more.
I prefer to read books that make me laugh. Most all books I read have some form of humor in them, even if they're not referenced for their humor.
My friend Pam was having a grumpy "I don't fit in day" the other day and she confessed she was re-reading Acheron. *LOL* I agreed that Ash had a way of making you feel better.
Chance, I haven't read the newspaper for YEARS because it's too distressing. I see the headlines on MSN when I go to my hotmail accounts, so I know what's going on in the world -- I just don't have to read the details. :)
I'm revising the romantic comedy that was in the Chase the Dream contest online. I was told my hero is "too perfect", so I'm trying to scuff him up a bit. LOL I've been complaining about the revisions getting the best of me -- BUT, at least for today, I'm going to be happy that I've got this opportunity. :)
Looks like Rachel Gibson has a new one out on April 27th - I didn't know that -- that's good news! I also liked "Not Another Bad Date", and "True Love and Other Disasters".
Wait...Sherrilyn Kenyon made you laugh? I thought her stuff was pretty heavy paranormal. No, I haven't read her yet. She's on the list...
I know her name...not sure I've read her. But I'll keep her in mind from now on! Kristin Higgins usually is good for a few giggles.
But honestly...read the penis scene in Fantasy in Death! I wanted to read it aloud to my husband, but we were in a coffee shop... He embarrasses easily.
I generally like newspapers. I read headlines...and keep my husband up on what is going on in the tech world. He's buried in it so deep, he doesn't always get the news. But lately... Even the local hockey team is in a slump.
And no, I don't watch hockey, but it's fun in the area when they look good and might make the playoffs.
I try to watch hockey, but it's too fast for me -- LOL -- I can't see the puck. So I just enjoy the men in their hockey costumes. :)
I haven't read Kristin Higgins yet, but I've heard she's good too. I'll try to find Fantasy in Death. Your poor husband. LOL I'm dying laughing thinking about the two of you in the coffee shop!
Sherrilyn Kenyon is funny. And so sarcastic! Yes, she's paranormal (though you'll get hardcore paranormalists who will argue if she's dark or light. I'd say she's medium. She's not frothy, but she's not as dark as some paranormals I've read.)
My sis read one Kenyon and got totally hooked. Almost talked her into writing a fan letter. But she chickened out. So many authors, so little time!
Just the beginning of Chapter Five, Donna. Don't have to read the whole book...but that opening! Go, Nora! I mean, what in the hell was she thinking? It's brilliant!
Kenyon is a busy woman, but she is VERY GOOD about her fans. She knows she would not be here if it were not for them. She doesn't take them for granted. Your sis should write her.
She reads the blog... Here that, Last Chance?! Write the woman!
Uh, I mean hear that!!!
Awesome blog, Chance. I'm on my way out to do some last minute Easter shopping and could use a few chuckles. My sister owns all the JD Robb's so I'll have to have her bring Fantasy in Death Sunday.
For laughs I like Susan Elizabeth Phillips. Just thinking of a couple of the scenes from Lady Be Good have me thinking of digging that book out again tonight to de-stress and literally laugh out loud!
Forgot to mention Friskee is a cutie. I just gave back my sister's puppy - was dog sitting while they were out of town. So that brought my total up to 3 dogs in the house last week! Sheesh! The DH was starting to call me the Dog Whisperer. Wherever I went wagging tails followed. They would all sit in front of me simultaneously looking for a treat (I train with treats). It was pretty hilarious.
I'm also a dog lover, but I don't own one ..... too much trouble!
Especially as I have relatives who are happy to lend me one for an afternoon. *grin*
Nothing beats walking the English hills with an energetic dog. I remember one instance when the dog went haring down a precipitous slope. It stopped about three feet from a rabbit and lay flat on the ground watching it as though saying "your move now buster. Don't you want to play then!". The dog was a Labrador and very playful.
On the good news thing I like to hedge my bets.
Like a piece of space debris tumbling into a black hole I am always homing in on the target. Mrs Q often asks "have you solved it yet love?" and I reply "Not yet, but I'm homing in". Some problems just seem to defy solution, but I inch nearer all the time. That has to be good news to an optimist. On the other hand it could be soul destroying for a pessimist. Just like finding a publisher for that masterpiece!
If your an optimist there is good news all around. :lol:
Nice blog Chance. 8)
Irish, I love the idea of being followed by yagging tails. My Bonnie isn't a great one for treats, and I still get followed around. I think she believes I have a transporter in the bathroom and am going to disappear on her when peeing.
With dogs, all occassions are for socializing!
Good luck on the Easter shopping!
Well, Q, you must be an optimist to keep looking! Or the not quites would take you down!
Yup, had the dogs do that stare thing at 'prey.' It's like the instinct to chase is there, but not necessarily kill. So, it's more about bluffing them into running again!
I love taking good walks with Bonnie, and watching her enthusiasm for everywhere we go. And I hope to flavor some of that in to my life. Dogs are always optimistic and they are the biggest cheerleaders we'll probably ever know!
They know we're the greatest, bestest, most brilliant thing in the universe! They KNOW this!
And I like to think they're on to something!
Glad you stopped by!
Gee, I missed the party completely. Holed up in a hotel in Knoxville for the night. Spent a little extra money to get a nicer room and I think these ceilings are like 16 ft tall. So weird. And it's like an echo chamber. Watch.
Hello! Hello! Hello! Hello!
See?
So, good news. Made it here safe and sound with only a few new gray hairs. I would rant about the other drivers, but no bitching today, right?
Supposed to be good weather for the ride back tomorrow and then gorgeous all week. Lots of quiet time should equal lots of pages and getting ahead in the WIP goals.
That Friskee is adorable. I want a puppy, but second floor apartment with no yard means no puppy. Though most of my neighbors have them. My house is already being tortured by the feline, can't imagine what would happen if I threw a canine into the mix. LOL!
Hee, hee. Might do good for Bumble to have a rival that could beat him up...
Drive home safely!
Busy day yesterday and never made it over here. As anybody who knows me can tell you, I adore dogs! I'm afraid Friskee would have been coming home with me if I'd seen that photo. Actually, that's how Rachel came to join our family in December. She's an older dog who had been scheduled to be put down by a county shelter but was saved by a local rescue group. When I saw her photo on petfinder I knew we had to meet. After all she'd been through (and it was quite a lot) she still had this huge, happy smile as if she had decided that life was still good and she was going to enjoy the heck out of each and every day. Now she's waking me with a smile... every single morning!
http://tinyurl.com/ye7pc66 (Not sure if the link to her photo will work. It's in my facebook photo album.)
Ah, PJ! She's a doll. Lovely smile! I think if Friskee had been in one of my local shelters I would have been more tempted. But she was in a no kill shelter up in SanFran...
I had to show Holly Friskee's picture when she came over last night. "Look at this dog! The smile is hilarious!" Holly was ecstatic. "She's got a great dog!" "Oh, no," I explained, "she didn't adopt this dog. She wanted a YOUNGER dog."
So Holly's not speaking to you right now.
Hey! Friskee was at a no-kill shelter, I'm sure he found a good home! If I'd lived closer...
Fine. I should have lied and said this dog now lives with me.
Sigh.
BTW, Hel - I sent the link to the first RWR blog to the lady teaching the Pirates Guide To Your Writing Career... Her reply? "Brilliant!"
Class starts on Monday, looking forward to it!
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