Posts Tagged ‘Of Mutts and Men’

Last Minute Fathers Day Gift?

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June 19th, 2021 Posted 8:16 am

The women went silent and turned their gazes on us. “Who’s Chet?” said the oldest.

Bernie pointed my way.

“What a handsome boy,” she said. The others nodded. Had we turned a corner? Simply based on my looks? I couldn’t think why not.

Bernie rubbed his hands together like we were getting somewhere at last.

(from Of Mutts and Men, now in paperback)

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Psychopomps, Anybody?

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May 22nd, 2021 Posted 6:29 am

Yesterday reader Mary Foster brought up the psychopomp scene from Of Mutts And Men (found in chapter 9). Here’s what she had to say about it (Of Mutts And Men is now in paperback, by the way):

For those who read Of Mutts and Men: Were tears streaming down your face as you read the scene in the hospice room? I read it once and listened to the audiobook once, and it was powerful and moving both ways. When I go, I hope all my dogs come to “see me across.”

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Making Sense

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May 15th, 2021 Posted 8:31 am

Here’s a recent Amazon review of Of Mutts And Men (now in paperback) that we like – especially for the making sense part. The failure to make sense in storytelling is perhaps not seen as a serious flaw these days, but it’s still a sine qua non to me. So thanks, reviewer!

“Chet and Bernie are the BEST. Great book, made sense, great characters, and my favorite, Chet. If you haven’t read any of these books, try this one. Rewarding to any dog lovers and mystery lovers. You know who you are.”

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In Belated Honor of International Women’s Day (Yesterday)

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March 9th, 2021 Posted 7:43 am

A group of women had a big shaved-head dude backed up against the RV. The women were all new to me, but the dude was Itsy Bitsy Litzenberger, a perp at one time and now the junior assistant attendant of the whole shed experience, which just shows you. He saw us coming and called out over the heads of the women.

“Bernie! Help!”

“Hey, Itsy,” Bernie said. “What’s going on?”

The women all wheeled around. We had an old one, a not-quite-so old one, and a younger one than that, although you couldn’t call her young. They all wore yoga pants and gold watches. I sensed trouble.

(from Of Mutts And Men)

 

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