The Pyrenees---Southern France

The Pyrenees---Southern France

Monday, September 1, 2014

A Winner and Hopefully a Loser

        I am a few days late announcing the winner of Paige Adams Strickland's book Akin to the Truth, but I am trying to keep to a Monday and Thursday posting schedule. (I'm really trying, Lisa. ;)

       It's an ebook version, I believe. I will be sending the winner's email address to Crystal Otto over at WOW.

       And the winner is----Bookie. Congratulations!

       As for a loser, we're hoping that our 43-pound miniature pony named Radar (sometimes  Radar disguises himself as a six-month old golden retriever puppy) loses the piece of plastic he ate yesterday. It was one of those vegetable labels/signs--about 2 or 3 inches long. The plastic is flexible, but is it flexible enough to twist around his intestinal tract as it heads to his poop chute? We'll see.

       Either I will have dug that bit of treasure out of one of his piles today, or we'll be talking to the vet.


  1. I sort of hate to say I hope you find treasure digging around in poop today, but that's far, far better than the latter choice. As the former owner of a dog that ate pretty much any inanimate object he could get his gums around, I send sympathy. And as a reader, I send congratulations to Bookie.

  2. Did I miss a giveaway? All good thoughts headed horsey's way. Poor sweetie.

  3. Oh, my! I sure hope that everything will be okay. Congratulations, Bookie!

    Kathy M.

  4. Your poor fur baby. My dog ate her skinny plastic green leash many years ago. I found it, but I could not believe what I was seeing when she wagged her tail!

  5. Congrats to Bookie on her win!

    Too bad you're not digging for a several-carat diamond ring. Radar needs to refine his tastes.

  6. YAY for Bookie. BOO for you... although I do hope you're scooping something out of that pooh. And I just saw on your sidebar, two books that you will be published in - did I miss that announcement or are you trying to be... hmmm, what's the word? Congrats! Double Congrats!

  7. Gah. Blogger keeps eating my comment. Maybe third time is a charm.

    Congrats to Bookie, and no worries that I'll nag you about your posting. The better part of your day is spent molding young minds, so that automatically gives you a pass from me. And third, our Golden, Riley (lived to a ripe old age of 15), ate a rope chew toy at six months old. The vet had to surgically remove it, but after that he had a cast iron stomach and ate ooh-gobs of stuff without getting sick. Hope Radar can pass the plastic and bypass the surgery.

  8. Fingers crossed that all things pass gently from Radar. Puppies will eat anything!

    Critter Alley

  9. Tammy, Shay, Kathy, Linda, Lynn, Lisa and Pat--It seems that Radar either did NOT eat one of the vegetable sign-thingys OR he is indestructible, because he still has an extremely healthy appetite and is still pooping quite--uh--sizeable amounts. My husband DID learn a lesson, and we've yanked all the garden labels. Only sticks and leaves and weeds for his nibbling and chewing pleasure from now on...

    Val--Yes, I'd prefer looking for a diamond ring, but I can't really blame the dog. I could have chosen a more lucrative career, and yet I did not.

    Hey Mary--I think I'm going to be attending a writing workshop this fall, and guess who one of the presenters is? You!

  10. Um...ew. That is all.

    Wait! That's not all. Just to say I enjoyed catching up here (and there) and why can't you have a little box where I can put my name so I get your posts and don't have to rely on my wee little brain to remember to read your scathingly brilliant posts??? And congrats to Bookie.

    THAT is all. :-)


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