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Ode to Tucker – our little “Boo”

T_ball croppedOde to Tucker, our little “Boo.”

Life is tough these days as we lost a member of our family last weekend.

The worn corner of the comforter where you slept nearly brings me to tears every time I go in the bedroom. It’s hard to eat dinner now as all of us miss you with your soft muzzle gently accepting handouts. For six years your candle burned bright. You loved each of us unconditionally and in your own special way, like no dog we’d had before.tbdoor

You reigned over your backyard daring the squirrels to trespass on your kingdom, but giving the birds a free pass, even the Mocking Bird who made a game of dive bombing you. The conch shells you enjoyed gnawing on lay scattered at the edge of the pool deck where you left them. Along with the flowers, your favorite sticks from the wood pile decorate your grave.

T8Time will merely dull the cavernous heartache and we’ll feel guilty for moving on as life requires, but will we will always love you with all of our hearts, our sweet and loving Tucker, aka “Boo.”


Weekend Writing Warriors – Revealing Old Hurt


Today on Weekend Writing Warriors #8Sunday, I’m sharing ten sentences from my untitled contemporary romance. While hibernating the winter in a beach house Josh is being paid to remodel, the former K9 handler is befriended by a service puppy in training and her owner.

Josh has finished his work on the house for the day while playing sitter for the pup, Sky, is sacked out in front of the fire place when she returns and Josh has just invited her to stay dinner after he

“Has she been under your feet all day?” she asked sitting at the bar.

The devoted look of love she gave Sky made his heart ache. She’d have to give up the dog  and he knew that hurt. Sky had climbed up on the sofa and napped with him after lunch. Normally he didn’t stop but to eat, but she relaxed him and he hadn’t slept that well the last couple of nights. “She’s sweet and it’s like she knows how much I miss my dog.”

“Did he or she pass away?” she asked with kind eyes.

“He was my K9 in the army.” He turned back to the pot, before continuing, “During the attack on our base, I went down and another handler took him to safety. The bird flew me out before I could say goodbye…

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