I’ve always had pets. The earliest dog I remember is Curly, a spaniel mix. When Jeff and I married we had Linus, Woodstock and Gus. There have been cats too. We fell in love with Manx cats when good friends gave us one from a litter. But I’ve never been so totally owned by a dog until basset hounds came into my life.
Winston was a birthday gift to me from my husband. At that time I knew next to nothing about basset hounds. I simply thought basset hound puppies were the most adorable creatures, with their long ears, beautiful brown eyes and comical way of moving. And yes, Winston was all that. He was also stubborn, opinionated and ruled by his nose. I loved him dearly.
I remember him sitting in the front yard and howling because somewhere in the ten or so miles, or even more area surrounding us a female was in heat.
Plans were made right after for neutering.
The day before the scheduled procedure I was walking Winston when a pickup pulled up beside us. A guy rolled down the window and asked,”Do you want to put a smile on that dog’s face?”
It seems he was looking for a male to mate his basset, Dolly with. This was before I became involved with basset hound rescue and became aware of back yard breeding.
I agreed to wait for a short while before having Winston altered.
Dolly’s mama came to the house, looked over Winston and agreed he was a very handsome fellow. As if I had any doubts.
The time came for Winston to do the deed. For awhile there was some doubt that it would an accomplished fact. Winston seemed more interested in exploring the ayrd and marking his territory.
Dolly took things in hand, gained his interest, and a few months afterward, six basset hound puppies came into the world.
We’d agreed to take the pick of the litter.
It was wonderful watching the pups grow. We’d go to visit, play with them, and then go home. It was like being a fantastic aunt.
It became time to make our choice. An almost impossible decision. Al the pups were to be in the running, but the little girl of the family had fallen in love with one of them and Jeff and I both knew that little female pup was off limits.
We let the pup choose us. That is how Sydney came into our hearts.
Something for authors to remember.
Writers need to watch out for echoes — a duplication of words, phrases, effects, details, scenes that reverberate in readers’ minds and dilute the work. As an example: originally I’d written the first sentence of this blog as “Writers need to watch out for echoes — a duplication of words, phrases, effects, details that echo in readers’ minds and dilute the work,” but the second “echo” echoed the first and diluted the effect of both, so I changed the second “echo” to “reverberate.” In the same way, if you have two scenes that make the same point without adding anything new, then the scene is not only redundant, but echoes in readers’ minds, and makes them feel as if the story is going nowhere.
Sometimes, however, an echo can be used to good effect in writing, such as when you’re trying to play on a theme, but it’s especially effective in photography. A roof can be an…
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Next week I’ll be celebrating 9 years of being matched with a wonderful young woman through Big Brothers Big Sisters. We met 2 days after her 9th birthday, and she turns 18 on Oct 2. It’s amazing how the years have flown.
Although our ‘official’ relationship ends, our personal one certainly won’t. She’s now a senior in high school and has aspirations of college and working with young children – perhaps even opening a day care center someday.
As we talked about our 9-year journey yesterday, she pointed out things she’s doing today because I shared the experiences with her, lent an ear when she needed it, or encouraged her to try something new.
Volunteering can influence any part of life, including building our businesses. Here are four benefits I thought about:
- Discovering new relationships. When we volunteer, we meet new people by default, and we uncover new friendships and relationships…
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Just home from a exciting, but exhausting day and a half. As always I learned a lot, but this visit I also learned a couple of ways I do not want to go with my writing. One is I do not want to venture into audio books, and the second is I do not want to be a screenwriter.
With audio books the cost for me is a major stumbling block. From the workshop I took, to receive a good product, the cost is over $3000.00. And if I can’t have a good product, then I don’t want one.
With screen writing, it’s just not something that I want to delve into. If someone wanted to make one of my books into a script for a movie, I wouldn’t say no though.
I guess it’s always good to know what you don’t want to do too.