My Dog Leads Two Lives

My Dog Leads Two Lives
I've learned not to worry. I know he'll be back.

Saturday, December 9, 2017

Babee Blue's First Christmas

SEASONS GREETINGS!

This is Babee Blue's first Christmas. Isn't he cute in his Christmas hat. Me too, right?

 
I told Babee Blue all about Santa Claus and that I'm going to be with him on Christmas Eve. Ma says if Babee's a good boy he can spend Christmas with the K-9 Town puppies.
 
I always ride with Santa when he goes to K-9 Town. We are his last stop and he stays for our Christmas Party. That Santa knows how to have fun.
 
 
 
Here he is, dancing with Poodle Sophie while listening to Lufa, our Bloodhound howling crooner.
 
Ma's on cloud nine. Our latest book, The Takeover, has a lot of 5 star reviews and what's making her happiest is that The Takeover is being  used to inspire adult reading too.
 
This is one of the 5  star reviews on Amazon: 
 
"This is a book for all ages. It has a great story and fun characters. We are using it at The READ Center, an adult literacy program."
Karen - Program Coordinator
 
Not only this, our book is being used as Christmas stocking stuffers. It's perfect for that. For children and adults. At K-9 Town we believe in love, family, friendship and loyalty. Ma says if all humans believed in the same things the world would be a better place. She's not here right now. She left to go shopping.
 
 
Babee Blue has been after me to tell him about how "The Takeover" started. I'm going to tell him the some of the first chapter now. If you don't know what happened, stick around. Ma won't let me tell the ending:
  
Chapter One
 
Wolf Bennie Ba was looking down on a pack of timber wolves, led by his old enemy, Shocka Din. This was the same group that had pounced on him a while back, when he was running wild and known as "The Ghost."

It seemed so long ago.

The timber wolves left him for dead after the attack. They dragged away the two pack members he had killed in the fight and tended to a scar that Shocka would wear forever.

Bennie had to discover Shocka Din's plans. If the timber wolves planned to do harm to Omar Blue and the pack who had found and nursed him back to good health, it would be worth all he could give, including his life, to find out.

Omar and the K-9 Town pack were his family. They had brought out qualities that he never realized he possessed. Additionally, he was feeling better than he ever had, thanks to the females’ nurturing ways.

This was his train of thought as he bravely walked into the camp of Shocka Din.

Wolf Bennie Ba was again, The Ghost.

If trouble started here, there would be a few less for Omar Blue to handle because he intended to leave his mark. He would start with Shocka Din.

Big black timber wolf Shocka Din couldn't conceal his amazement when he saw The Ghost push his way through his followers to come face to face with him.


“Well, well,” he snarled. “We heard you were in the area. I have to admit you look pretty good considering how we left you.”

“Bet you can't say that about the two you all had to drag away,” said The Ghost.

“Ha. What do you want here and what makes you think you'll get away alive, Ghost?” growled Shocka Din with a deadly look on his face.

“I want to know why you're here. You know I don't have a problem dying,” said The Ghost.

Shocka looked hard, remembering what a fierce warrior The Ghost was. No, he didn't have a problem dying and no doubt would take more of Shocka's followers with him.
There would be plenty of time to avenge the followers savagely killed by The Ghost. With that in mind, Shocka decided there was no reason not to tell The Ghost his plans.
 
Shocka began, but was interrupted. “By the way, said The Ghost, I'm called Bennie Ba now.
 
You can call me Bennie,” he said, amused at Shocka Din's expression........
 
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I have to stop now. Babee has to go out. I don't want any accidents while Ma's gone. 
 
 
In the meantime, you can order "The Takeover" to be a stocking stuffer too. Be sure to read the reviews when you go over to Amazon.
 
 



 
 
 
 


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