Welcome to my Christmas Paws Blog Hop post! The hop will run through December 10th, and feature posts about books and pets! Two of my favorite things. 🙂
The Grand Prize is $200 and something special for the winner’s pet!
My prize is a copy of my Christmas story “Toy Run”.
It’s no secret I’m a cat-person, I love my old lady and little guy. Both of them were rescues, as were all but two of the animals I’ve had over my entire life. I’ve always identified with the underdog, so it makes sense.
When I started writing “Toy Run” I had no idea three large dogs would show up and try to steal the show. I wanted to write to the theme “Heartwarming”, though, and animals seem to work at least as well as kids in that department.
I’ll leave you with an excerpt from my short story, because my two masters are telling me it’s time to go pick up the kiddo!
Ed watched me cook a moment and then cursed under his breath.
“Turn that down and come with me a sec?”
I covered the pan and turned it off.
“You okay with dogs?”
I nodded, relief canceling most of the adrenaline he’d whipped up with his first question.
He opened the door at the far end of the kitchen, and I followed him out to the barn. The walkway was covered by a roof that seemed wide enough to keep a man dry most of the year, but I still would’ve been happier wearing more than a T-shirt. The front half of the barn held the truck and my bike, a fire-engine-red Buick Skylark convertible that had seen better days, and a shop with quite a few bells and whistles. He went straight through and in the back half was a dog palace. I had enough time to notice it was heated and make out a sofa, and then three big German shepherds sat in a row in front of me. “Big” didn’t quite do them justice—the smallest easily weighed a hundred pounds.
“Hey, guys,” he said to them, “this is my friend, Ian. Say hi.”
They came over and checked me out, and Ed introduced them as Perry, Paul, and Della. I grinned, and he shrugged.
“The week after I moved in here, someone dumped a sack in the ditch along the main road. I watched a lot of daytime television back then.”
“Take in a lot of strays, do you?”
The dog wearing a pink tag slipped her head under my hand and leaned against my leg. I scratched her behind the ears while I avoided eye contact with Ed.
“When something good comes along, I try not to let it pass me by.”
Thanks for reading!
To enter my contest, share a pet-rescue story!
To enter for the grand prize, click below to get to the rafflecopter!
Don’t forget to hop around & check out the rest of the entries!
Many thanks to BTS and Wild Child Publishing for organizing this hop to honor our furry friends!