A perfect murder, is there such a thing? I’ve killed people in many different ways, after all I write books. It’s not only my thrillers, I’ve killed many folks and out of this world creatures, in my fantasy and science fiction stories. I’ve used a knife, poison, guns, dark magic and even quantum physics.
Some years back there was a television show, I can’t remember the title now, but a man was found dead and police were investigating. Of course the wife was their number one suspect. I remember the woman inviting the detectives for dinner and serving them lamb from a gorgeous roast. I don’t remember how the audience finds out, but the leg of lamb was the murder weapon and she got away with murder.
I wonder if that would work in this modern day?
So all of you readers, what’s your favorite murder? For all of my crime fiction author friends, how have you killed people in your books?
Me? I think an airplane crash would have to be my favorite, although that is a pretty knife.
After Ophelia went to the Rainbow Bridge, our home was too quite without some female bassitude. Jeff and I knew our next basset girl would be a rescue. We didn’t plan on rescuing a puppy. All puppies are heart-stealers, but we felt a two-year old would fit it better with our family. We weren’t sure a pup would work out well with our Hamlet who had just turned eight.
I began my search on Petfinders and found LuLu. LuLu was a three-year old basset girl, right here in town. Hamlet and I went to meet her, but we weren’t to be LuLu’s forever home. LuLu did find her home though.
Back to Petfinders. Then I saw them, a litter of six basset puppies, all little girls.
Heidi’s first day with us.
Here’s there story. A vet called and said they had a basset girl birthing puppies, that one was stuck. momma and remaining babies were in trouble. The owners couldn’t afford to save them. The rescue said yes they would pay the bill, but the owners had to agree to give the puppies up to rescue and to spay the momma right there. The owners agreed. Six little basset girls came into the world. When they were old enough, they came into the rescue. Lots of folks applied for the babies, but I have to commend the rescue, they were very selective on choosing new homes. All puppies are a challenge, but basset’s can be a double challenge until they reach two years of age. The rescue wanted to make sure any families-to-be knew what they were signing up for.
So Heidi joined our family. She is everything we wanted, full of bassitude. She’s added years to Hamlet’s life, has him up and acting like a young one himself at times. He’s taken off a few pounds and our vet is happy with his new shape.
This is Bella. She’s one of Heidi’s BFF’s from the park. Bella is a two-year old Welsh Corgi. There is also Smoke who is a husky and pitbull puppy, and Lou who is a miniature dachshund, but we don’t have photos of them yet.
Heidi and Bella playing. They can get pretty rough with each other. More to follow about Hamlet and Heidi’s adventures together.
When Sydney left for the Rainbow Bridge, we knew we would get another companion for Ophelia. Our bassets have always did better in twos.
This time it was Jeff’s turn to pick out our new family member. A breeder had a new litter, again this is before I decided that rescue was the only way for us to go. We’d decided to stick with the Shakespeare theme, if a girl pup was chosen she would be Juliet, if a boy, Hamlet.
Hamlet was chosen and joined our family. The first meeting between Ophelia and Hamlet went well, until Hamlet decided Ophelia must be his mommy. She settled things along that line quickly.
This is Hamlet as a puppy.
The two of them had some great times together, but Ophelia was always the boss. They loved going out in the motorhome. One of our best trips was to a NASCAR race in Phoenix.
Ophelia and Hamlet.
When Ophelia was diagnosed with anal cancer Jeff and I were devastated. We worried how Hamlet would do without her, they’d been together his entire life.
He didn’t do well. So after Ophelia left us, we didn’t wait long to bring Heidi into our world. Her story will be next.
Our handsome boy. He’s eight now.
After Winston went to the Rainbow Bridge, Ophelia joined our family. At this time Sydney was eleven. He hated Ophelia for the first three months. There were times that I wondered if we’d made the right decision in bringing her into our lives,,,there were many times I had that thought.
It’s hard for me to write about Miss O. She’s been at the Bridge now for eight months, but I still miss her everyday.
Miss O with her favorite toy.
Ophelia was our first girl basset hound. She came to us with a bundle of attitude, which she had until the day she left us. What a little princess she was, from her nose to the tip of her tail. She ruled our hearts with a sometimes not so velvet paw.
Ophelia never asked for attention. She simply waited for the attention to come to her. Ophelia and Sydney loved going camping. At that time we had a motorhome. We bought a long ramp so the two of them could go in and out as they pleased. We also had a portable fence we set up around our site.
Ophelia with my niece Kate. Kate is now 14.
Walking them always attracted attention. Kids adored them, and they adored kids.
When Miss O was diagnosed with anal cancer it broke our hearts. We had her with us another seven months. Her body left as a ten, way too young. but her spirit remains.
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.