My family has a new member. His name is Kip and is still a baby (4 months old). The problem is that Kip wants to play all the time. When you’re five – like me – you’re more interested in a good game of tag around a field than having Kip jump on my back, especially since he weighs the same as I do. Have a look at his paws. They are heavy.
The other day I got a real scare as my Mistress came home with Kip, without Kip’s Mistress (my human sister). My immediate thought was Oh, no! don’t tell me that Kip’s coming to live here.
That put me in a sulky mood and so I jumped onto the bed, safe from Kip’s constant harassement. He barked because he couldn’t get on the bed but soon settled on the floor next to where I lay. As soon as I got up, he followed me around, nudging his head on mine, really entering my space. It’s very annoying.
It takes a great deal of tolerance and patience to endure him, especially when I watch him eating and drinking out of my bowls. But I say nothing. I am such a good doggie.
Later, Mistress left with Kip and returned without him. I jumped for joy although a part of me already misses him.
I met Jack Tittle at an Algonkian Writer’s Workshop in Virginia a few years back where he was workshopping his legal mystery novel Ripples After Death while I was working my crime novel Warning Signs, which I hope to have out soon.
For my review of Ripples After death click here.
Saving Alice, unlike his legal mystery Ripples After Death, is a fantasy where the characters find themselves in different past time zones. The setting (in the woods) plays an important role as the characters attempt to navigate their lives together.
Unable to cope with life, two strangers wish they could live in a time when life was simpler. They meet in the past, charged with the responsibility of righting a wrong before they can return to the present. The woman is escaping from an abusive relationship and a scary past. She distrusts all men and feels safer in her present environment. The man feels he cannot trust women because his girlfriend for the last three years just tried to trick him into a proposal of marriage.
Their life experiences make it difficult for them to accomplish anything, but as they get to know each other, they find common ground to push their intentions forward. As they approach the end of their mission, they make a startling discovery, and their lives change.
I found the novel to be relaxing and pleasant. I read most of it by the pool where I was taken into a fairy-tale world which I found comforting and intriguing.
You can view Saving Alice here.
What is time to a dog? I know that the longer I am away from Bau, the more excited he is to see me. Perhaps a 45 minute visit at the hospital with these sweet girls is equivalent to a day’s work for him.
It’s been a hard day’s night and I’ve been working like a dog
Today, I am celebrating my 5th birthday which, according to a chart put out by the American Veterinary Medical Association, I am 36!
Dogs age nine human years between ages 1 and 2
A lot of development is still happening in a dog’s second year of life.
By the end of the second year, medium-sized dogs have developed by about nine years, and are 24 in human years, the AVMA says.
After year 2, dogs age about 4 to 6 human years per year
Here’s where you can toss out the seven-year rule, and where things really start to vary. The chart from the AVMA shows dogs aging about four to six years each year after year 2. Between ages 3 and 5, for example, they age by four years each year.
Between age 5 and 6, they age by six years. Then, between ages 6 and 7, they age by five years. Between ages 7 and 8, it goes back down to four years.
–In Simplemost by Brittany Anas:
One of my favorite activities is lying in bed in the morning although mistress doesn’t consider it an activity. Anyway, I’m only just half napping.
I love, love, love it when she gets up in the morning and then returns to bed with a cup of tea and her iPad while she snuggles her feet near me. I could stay like this all day!
But then she spoils it by saying time to get to work and although, at first, I’m not too enthusiastic about leaving the bed, it ends up being a great day.
Photo taken with permission from The Shriners Hospital in Montreal