Canine quirks…
Passage is nearly finished.
I’ve worn my fingertips to the bone as they danced like dervishes across the keyboard.
Passage is nearly finished.
I’ve worn my fingertips to the bone as they danced like dervishes across the keyboard.
Once upon a time there was a Jack Russell.
He was born at a well-known JRT kennels but he had no aspirations to be a show-dog.
He just wanted to have fun…
I had enjoyed such a good afternoon.
Wrote 2600 words of the WIP – Gisborne: Book of Knights. So excited about that I made the most yummo choccie cheesecake slice.
Then it all went to Hell in a Handbasket.
Dear Great Aunt J,
Mum says I should write and tell you ALL about what I’ve been doing lately. Well, if I told you ALL, we’d be here forever, ‘cos I’m so busy having adventures. So I’ll keep it short, cos I know you’re old and likely to fall asleep.
Dear Great Aunt J, (mother of pup’s vet)
Mummy said to write and tell you of my latest adventure, but I don’t think it was an adventure. It hurt and I got very frightened.
I got bitten by a BEE today… or a jackjumper ant. Not sure which. But Grandmother T. chases bees and she never gets bitten and it looked such fun!
