My furry mom and our story, Miss Penny speaking. Lila is my real furry mom, she lives with Susan’s friend Kathleen, my two legged mom. Because of this Covid
thing, we never have visitors, so it was a treat to see my mom. Did I ever tell you my story? My mom was rescued from a despicable puppy farm when I was in her tummy with six other little pups. Kathleen, adopted my mom and I was born, they called me the runt of the litter. I can’t say I like that term, it sounds as though I’m some sort of delinquent. Apparently I was a surprise, six puppies born and then much later I popped out. You see, right from the beginning I was special, making a grand entrance, that just proves I was born a princess. I don’t
even look like my brothers and sisters, although we are Shih Tzu’s, I am small and skinny with long legs, my siblings are chubby with short legs. The vet called me a throw-back. A throw-back!? I’m so insulted, what is that supposed to mean? First I’m called a runt now a throw-back. Does this deserve a rebuttal, like chewing a shoe or ripping a Kleenex into shreds? Perhaps not. I liked Susan from the moment I saw her at only eight weeks old. She said she’d never have another dog after she lost my predecessor, Buddy-Boy. It took me all of two seconds to change her mind and here I am three years later, snug and warm and not just a pet but an author’s assistant. Speaking of which, before I get the evil eye, a report on Susan’s writing. Well, she has been cranky this week, a big issue with her new
book Heart fo Sophie’s War, one important character had difficulty getting into the story and it required a lot of work and a re-write to correct the issue. She’s also playing with book cover design again, but the last I heard she was going back to the originals. I like the new ones, but what do I know? Stay safe everyone!
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Yikes it’s almost Christmas, Miss Penny speaking.
the office these days, except I get thrown in with the door closed and you know how I feel about that. I thought Santa came on Christmas Eve, but I’m a dog so what do I know. He seems to knock on our door a lot and I suspect he has moved from the North Pole and lives at Purolator or Amazon, or he might be local as Susan comes home with lots of bags. Santa is a mystery. I wonder what Santa has for me?
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and I’m shoved in the office with the door closed, more time than I can count. Laundry day, our laundry is downstairs,
the car, the heebie-jeebies are making my heart thump. Phew she’s back and we go home. I get a very short walk and I’m suitably miffed. Yep, it’s not over yet. Both phones are jangling, multiple times, and each time I’m shoved in the office and she disappears with books in her hand. What’s going on? I’m a nervous wreck, never to recover. So much isolation (no not the Covid kind) and desertion is traumatic. I use my sad face and get cuddles as she explains that 
neat title, because of Covid people are picking up their books from here. Well, the princess is not impressed. I am sure you will agree, heebie-jeebies is an apt description. Oh here comes the evil eye, not that Susan is in my good books this week, being ignored and deserted takes its toll. I get carried away, alwaysthe princess, I’m almost oaky so here’s an update.
Ottawa, two big snow storms, freezing rain, regular rain, fog and blustery winds and some walks have been life threatening. Okay, that might be a bit dramatic, but being buried by wet sloppy snow, is dramatic. We were walking along Carling Avenue (that’s the short walk) and first a bus goes by and almost blasts me off my feet and you know what I think about those monsters, but that was nothing to what happened next. First a loud rumbling and then whoosh we are covered in 
wet snow as this enormous snowplough goes by. Susan should complain to the city, I could have been buried alive. It didn’t slow down or apologize, (I guess it’s not Canadian) it just barrelled along leaving piles of dirty, sloppy wet snow on the sidewalk and me in the middle. Thankfully, Susan picked me up and we quickly retreated back to the driveway. That was the shortest walk of the week and I am a bit miffed. I like my walks to the park to meet my four legged friends and the sniffing is better in the park. Oh here comes the evil eye, Susan says to stop feeling sorry for myself, she will take me to the park today. That’s nice but I can sulk a bit. As I said Susan has been busy (less cuddles for me).
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would she? Phew! It’s not me it’s the book, 
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a monster bus whooshed by followed by racing cars and the final assault to my delicate, now vibrating ears, a vrooming motorbike. I jumped on the grass and pulled Susan away from the road, but she kept walking. I must say squirrels are smart little critters, which is more than I can say for my boss today. We get to a corner and Susan expects me to walk across the road. No way, I refused to move. I’m only eight pounds but I’m strong, so she picks me up and we cross anyway. We get to FarmBoy. WOW! This deserves an extra fast tail wag (I have an especially fast tail) so-o-o exciting. I’ve never been in a store before and lots of people say how cute I am, I’m liking this and then… my leash is tied to a railing
than me. I know …I know I’m kind of little but still they are enormous. Normal people in our neighbourhood, where we walk everyday, turn into really creepy looking monsters, bleeding all over the place; it’s enough to scare the tails off the 
squirrels. And it gets worse, they take off their skin and rattled around in just their bones. Psst! I did take a sniff at the bone part, but it was plastic. I’m not sure I like Halloween and there’s more. Susan explained, the kids all dress up as 
ghosts and fairy princesses and knock on strange doors calling Trick or Treat! It’s bit a modified this year because of the corona thing. And then, get this…these creepy looking people make terrible monster noises and hand out candy to these little kids. I understand the treat part, but not sure how I can knock on doors and those creepy people are not to be messed with. Oh no, is Susan going to turn into
had better not be loving Susan and Protector Sam, he’s enormous and what’s he protecting? I might be little but I can protect Susan just fine, even if I don’t like to bark. Although I did bark the other day; a strange man was cleaning our windows. I just wanted to make it clear I was watching him. So, Lily and Sam are whopping big retrievers and seem to have no connection to Susan, except they belong to Katie’s friend Judy, in the story of course. Then, there is Arthur, more my size and a wiry energetic dog like me. He belongs to this handsome guy called Piers. It doesn’t take a genius to figure out where this story is going—Katie recently divorced and Piers, a secretive handsome single guy. Even I can figure it out and I’m a dog, well sort of. However, none of
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