The Search Begins

The time has come to add to the Muse stable.

My much ballyhooed and incredibly loved furry and four-legged muse who has seen me through graduate school, 17 novels and now a sports-writing jaunt, will turn 17-years old tomorrow.

Yes, 17.

So, my girl has certainly earned a little help in keeping up with me. (I am quite a handful for a hermit.)

The search will now begin for another heart to adore (hopefully in a slightly bigger package who wouldn’t mind picking up some guarding, walking and hiking duties, as well).

Please, keep your fingers crossed for me and the muse who lies in wait for this loon.

Until tomorrow…


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