This blog is about writing, a nomadic lifestyle and sometimes the fur babies that live with me, Cleo and Joe. Cleo is a Westie and came to live with us when my husband’s sister transitioned to the spirit realm about three years ago. Joe is a rescued Pomeranian and came to live with me sometime around Cleo’s fourth birthday. She was not pleased.
This afternoon, Cleo curled up in the rocker and began to snore. Snoring is not something I’ve ever heard her do before and evidently, she had never heard it before. She jumped up and barked at the arm of the chair where her head had been nestled.
I included the incident in the second book of Tracy Richards.