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Going to the dogs...

08/01/2011

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These lovely long evenings are perfect for spending a little time with the neighbourhood dogs...and I usually end up sitting on the grass so as not to be knocked down by overenthusiastic greetings!
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A big sloppy kiss from Oli. Sparky's wondering whether to join in. Juneau's not interested.
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Maka sits on my lap--she's a little nervous of Phantom and Zoe--they're her new next door neighbours. She's Oli's "sister."

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Sparky's turn to say hello. That's Juneau and Zoe in the background, Trillian's spectacular tail in the foreground!
Who are the people? (Besides yours truly) Juneau and Sparky's mom, and Hans's mom and sister. No pictures of Hans because he never stays still long enough. He's part Jack Russell--what do you expect? He's probably rough-and-tumbling with Lucy, a puppy who used to be his size and hasn't realized yet she's now twice as big.

Thanks to Oli and Maka's mom for the pics.
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What I've been reading

05/11/2011

 
These two sites have the same post from me, but they're both interesting blogs that you might want to keep an eye on:

http://americareads.blogspot.com/2011/05/what-is-carola-dunn-reading.html

http://whatarewritersreading.blogspot.com/2011/05/carola-dunn.html
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Maybe I should make it a mystery?

05/20/2010

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Blood everywhere!  A puddle by the gate in the school field fence, drips all the way home, more drips on the garage floor, a towel with smears, a jacket with spots...

No, I didn't commit a gruesome murder while walking the dogs--Oli, whom I'm dog-sitting, stuck his head through a gap under the fence into Stella's yard, and Stella objected to the point of removing the tip of his ear.

You wouldn't believe how much a dog's ear bleeds! And when you wash him off, he shakes himself and spatters go everywhere.

What if a bloody murder did occur in the neighbourhood--someone I know and have had words with--such as the guy who lives right next door to the gate? How long would it take the police to find out that it's canine blood, not human? They could see the split in Oli's ear, but I might have done that deliberately to provide a cover story.

Blood everywhere, the smell of blood lingering in the garage (yuck!)--can I turn it into a PLOT?
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