I Love to Write!

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Me working hard at being a writer!

Time to write again

A chapter of the novel

Written by us pets!



Wooooohoooooo! I love that I am an author and poet, and now a fiction writer! I am especially excited that I get to write another chapter to the exciting adventure of a pup named Petey, who is on a mission to find and save his owner. This a pawesome pet collaborative NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month) effort, and there are spots still open, so pop on over to Rocco’s House to sign up! Here are the previous chapters:

  1.  Rocco
  2.  Bongo
  3.  Haley and Zaphod
  4.  Easy Rider
  5.  My Rotten Dogs
  6.  Sophie Doodle
  7.  Haiku by Ku (Me!)
  8.  Oh My Shih Tzu
  9.  Sparhawk Scotties
  10.  Critter Alley
  11. Intersession
  12.  Bark and Lunge
  13.  Alasandra, the cats & dogs
  14.  Swami Zoe (My kitty sisfur!)
  15.  Tenacious Little Terrier
  16.  Miro

Chapter 17:

I wiggled and giggled, but that only made the choke collar choke me. There was nothing I could do and it was getting cold sitting there in the snow. For once I wished I were a big fluffy Alaskan Malamute! Just as I was about to give up hope, I heard the officers shouting in the distance. The snow had disoriented Beast only temporarily, and he was now leading the officers and Hissie’s mom back towards the east, and to me!

I barked as loud as I could so they could find me. Oh Dog, was I glad to see them! They took the nasty collar off of me, freeing me from the tree. The smart lady officer picked me up and wrapped me in her jacket to warm me up. Once I stopped shivering, she asked me to lead us to my owner, and off I dashed!

But we were not alone! The silly human officers seemed unaware that running alongside us through the trees were the coyotes with chicken feathers all over their faces. Were they looking for another meal? I stayed close to Beast this time. He could protect me. Then the wise owl returned with two rats in its talons, and distracting them lead the coyotes off in the opposite direction. Whew! Thank you wise owl!

Back in the ravine, Beast’s mom tried to clean off the blood from Petey’s owner’s face using some tissues she had in her pocket and saliva. (Moms!) She could see that it was just a few cuts above his eye and on his chin. It was a strong manly chin with a movie star dimple in the middle. The man began to gain consciousness, and when he opened his eyes, Beast’s mom was met with the most radiant emerald green eyes she had ever seen, besides her own of course. After a few moments of mutually being mesmerized in each other’s eyes, they heard rustling and what sounded like large creatures trashing through the forest. They hugged each other close shivering in fear!

Check out tomorrow’s chapter at Miro’s again!