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2/1/16 A couple of notes and The Wednesday Witch

  • Happy February! We made it through January! That’s something to celebrate!
  • I took a few days off to celebrate my birthday and ended up with a posse of computer problems. It’s so bad, Dad actually purchased a new (refurbished) Mac and we expect it some time this week.
  • Mom got a note from her Super Agent Nancy, and has been editing and reformatting the books all weekend. She kicked started the computer* about a dozen times, but got the work done. Please wish us luck! We have our paws crossed!wetnoms

That’s a picture of me diving into those luscious wet noms for my birthday. Nothing but dry kibble since then. Oh, yes, and then there’s the treats (before you go feeling sorry for me, woof woof woof!)

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*When Mom was a little girl, she read a wonderful story called, “The Wednesday Witch” by Ruth Chew (the book is since out of print. Mom still  has a copy, and has read it to all the kids). Basically, it’s a story about a very imaginative little girl; a cat named Cinders; magic scissors (they don’t actually cut anything, just make the item smaller); a Wednesday Witch; and a magic flying vacuum (canister style) named James.

When the Wednesday Witch (her magic was strongest on Wednesdays, the day she was born) wanted James to fly, she would point the wand end straight out and arrange the hose behind her like a tail. Then she would administer a horrible kick to James’ sides.

When the imaginative little girl got James, she realized he would fly just by pointing the wand. James was very grateful not to be kicked. And this is how Mom imagines herself trying to get the computer to work. Straddling the unit, pointing the mouse into the air, and giving it a couple of good, swift, kicks.

Oh, another point. Every vacuum Mom has ever owned has been named, “James”.

Woof! Love, Maggie

 

 

10/30/15 Newsletter From Our Agent, and a Thank You

Hello, Maggie and her human Liz here,

Today we received the October 2015 newsletter from our agent, Nancy Rosenfeld. Her agency is called AAA Books Unlimited, and she did a very nice feature on Maggie. Our hope is to find a publisher for the book, “Maggie: A Shelter Dog Finds Her Home” soon! Maggie and I are honored to have Nancy as an agent!

(We actually wanted to enclose the first two pages of the newsletter, but they are long and we can’t upload them. So if anyone has advice on this, please go ahead and advise! We’d love to share the newsletter with you!)

We seemed to be close to a book deal earlier in the month, but it did not go through. Nancy was understanding, kind, encouraging, and moreover, is determined to find a house for our book. Her strength is an inspiration.

Anyone who has struggled to get a book published knows the highs and lows of this journey. It’s hard to put into words how one pins one’s hopes to a submission! It’s wonderful to have a great agent beside you every step of the way on the road to print.

Maggie and I would also like to thank all 340 of our followers. We hit the 340 mark last night. Thank you so much for your follows, likes, and comments. It’s hard to believe that Maggie has come so far from the floor of the shelter to now. Thank you, and Woof! from us to you.

Love,

Maggie and Liz

10/8/15 A plea from Mom: “I’m not asking for myself”

Hello, all, Elizabeth here.

I’m very tense as I write this. As many of you know, I have submitted an original children’s book for publishing, “Maggie: A Shelter Dog Finds Her Home“. I was blessed and fortunate enough to get a wonderful, warm, caring, and empathetic agent, Nancy R.

Nancy R. has been submitting the manuscript since last January. So far, it has been denied.

Today, she told me she has a publisher who MIGHT be interested.

I’m asking, begging, pleading, all of you to PLEASE send me prayers, paws crossed, fingers/toes crossed, good wishes, the Force, WHATEVER you believe in, I’m taking all good vibes…PLEASE. I’d like to get this book published.

This is not so I can strut my stuff and say, “I’m an author”.

Maggie is a shelter dog classified as a Pitbull. Her story, our struggles, is in a simple, K-2 easy-to-read chapter book. I’d like to think that in some small way, I’d be making a dent in Breed Selective Legislation (BSL) and adding my voice to those who say, “Give dogs a chance”. Any dog. I’m not asking for myself. I’m asking for the cages upon cages of other dogs like Maggie.

I believe in our children. I believe we can show them that shelter dogs, stray dogs, Pitbull type dogs – are good dogs. Yes, they need work. Yes, they need understanding. And, in Maggie’s case, a little boot camp thrown in. But it CAN BE DONE. Thousands of healthy, thrown-away pets are euthanized each day at high kill shelters across our nation. My voice may be small, it may crack, but I’d like to think my voice is helping, through my work.

Your thoughts, good wishes, prayers, all good vibes and Zen are appreciated coming my way.

I will be sure to keep you posted.

Your friend,

Elizabeth

7/18/15 Birthdays, Agents, Paella, and Presents

Today is Dad’s birthday. Tomorrow is Mom’s.

Mom says one of the gifts she gives is making whatever the birthday person wants for dinner. It can be anything; Mom loves to cook. This was no mean feat when there were 9 humans living in the house. The birthday cooking is much less complicated now.

Dad didn’t know what he wanted for dinner. Last year, he asked for pot roast. “Pot roast?” Mom blinked, unbelieving. “It’s practically the hottest day of the year!” But pot roast it was. However, he was still undecided for this year’s celebration. “What’s something we don’t usually have?” he asked. No one seemed to have an answer.

Since Dad was floundering, Mom and Jamie tried helping him out. They made lots of suggestions, and finally Dad said, “OK, I’ll have steak kabobs.” But he said it kind of like Ralphie agreeing to a football in “A Christmas Story”, with a glazed look on his face. Mom could tell he didn’t really want the kabobs.

“I could make you anything,” Mom said, toweling off her hair. “Paella, for example. You like that.” Dad snapped up that suggestion like a worm on a hook. “Yes!” he smiled. “Paella! We haven’t had that since we went on vacation two years ago!”

Mom set about making the paella. She was glad to have a big project to do, since she was a bit bummed out from the news from her Agent yesterday. There still hasn’t been a bite on her book, and she was feeling a little down. I reminded her of how long I was in the shelter, and that good things come to those who wait. Mom agreed, and after giving me a few pets and hugs, felt better.

Soon the house was smelling delicious. Here is a picture of the paella Mom made for Dad:

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The rice was scrumptious, and Mom gave me the chicken from her plate. Wonderful!

After dinner, the humans gave each other presents. Here’s an interesting one Dad received:

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Dad liked it so much, he wants to get a desk to go with it – !!! (See, this is how things start.)

Dad and Jamie gave Mom a T-shirt and matching jacket. Mom loved it so much, she cried.

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Striking resemblance, I think!

Happy birthday to all the July babies!

Woof! Love, Maggie