See these three canine cuties?
They each have their own stories in this book of shorts.
Meet Lola, Pudgy, and
Jazzy, three canine cuties that will warm your heart and make you laugh.
In Thank Dog it’s
Friday, Lola and her human mommy, Trisha trade bodies for a day! Can they cope
with their new bodies and prevent Trisha's husband from throwing her into a
mental institution?
Pugnacious introduces
Pudgy, a very pugnacious pug. She takes her job in a dog bakery very seriously
and when the bakery is robbed, it's up to her to save the day, the cash, and
the canine cookies!
In Tail of Terror,
Jazzy does the unthinkable and she runs away. If she can survive the mean
streets, there may be a lesson in store for her and she may make a new friend.
Dog Tails is intended
for dog lovers everywhere, but even cat lovers will smile and fall in love with
Lola, Pudgy, and Jazzy.
Excerpt:
So, when I woke up this past Friday,
I went to stretch my fine, 14-pound self and to blow my nose to clear it when I
got the shock of my doggy life. As I reached my paws out, I touched not the
sides of my plastic doggy bed, but human flesh. I opened my eyes to see my
human daddy lying next to me. I wasn’t aware he could squeeze into my bed and I
was none too pleased. What’s mine is mine. Thus, I went to snort my displeasure
and discovered I couldn’t. Something was wrong with my nose. Instead of blowing
a fine spray of Lola venom at my daddy, nothing came out and I blew so hard, my
head hurt. To make matters worse, my bed stank. I am pretty good about keeping
just the right amount of hair and miscellaneous rawhide and Lola scents in my
bedding, but this morning my bed smelled like . . . Apple Mango Tango?
It was then that my eyes registered
the shocking sight before me. My paws were no longer covered in black hair with
dainty black toenails peeking through. Instead, I appeared to have white skin
and five fingers with ugly, clipped, pale nails at the tips of them. I had
human hands attached to human arms. What the bark was going on?
I twisted my body, my human
body, around and gazed down at myself. I was wearing clothes! I hate wearing
clothes. It’s an abomination! My beautiful, thick, warm black hair was gone,
leaving these strange tiny white bumps and fuzz in its place. I had two ant
hills on my chest and upon attempting to contort myself in order to do my
morning cleansing, I discovered I could not reach my junk!
Why would anybody want a body like
this? I growled my frustration and bared my teeth, my now worthless little
stubby square teeth, at the morning air. This woke up my daddy who made some
strange noises, grabbed the covers, and pulled them all to his side of the bed.
Yes, I was in the big people bed. I had always wanted to get up there, but not
quite like this.
A noise came from the floor and
although it took some work, I maneuvered my now 125-pound human body enough so
that I could look over the side. My, human heads are heavy! I don’t know how
they carry them around all day on such scrawny necks.
Two black eyes peered up at me, my
eyes! But how could this be? I was in bed, not on the floor. I had the wrong
body, but surely I could not be in two places at once?
Myself on the floor began wiggling
uncontrollably, made strange snuffling sounds, and fell over. As I peered down
at myself struggling to walk and bark, realization dawned. I was in my human
mommy’s body and my mommy was in mine!
Oh my Dog! (The two-legged species got that
backwards for some reason.) How did this happen? Both my mommy and I stared at
each other, eyes wide. My mommy finally found her voice and barked at me. I
went to bark back, but all that came out was this awful croaking sound.
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