Today Abby Dawg is nine years old. We’ve been through a lot together and she’s still my best bud. The trip to the veterinary college in Mississippi went well, test results that we’ve gotten back look fine, still waiting for one more report. But all the other stuff, the bad awful scary sounding stuff? Amelia, it was just a false alarm. (Hiya, Joni.) And thank you, Lord! Now let’s get this party started! Woohoo! Birthday cake! Beer! Shiny! 😀
Novels in Progress
Software for Writing
Music for WritingAtticus Ross, Book of Eli
Bear McCreary, Defiance & BSG
John Stanford, Deep Space
Steve Roach, Everything I can find!
Patrick O'Hearn, Ditto!