Current progress is 15,900 words and a two-year-old lab/cattle dog mix.
Wait, progress? Who said that? I’d call her more of a hindrance to writing. Because she’s so darn sweet, and desperately needy in the way shelter dogs are when they aren’t quite sure you won’t dump them somewhere like their last person did.
But yeah, the book. I think I’m going to love this book, and hopefully so are you.
There are no dogs in it (yet?), but there are some dog-sized…things.
I think I have a title, but it seems too soon for a title so I’m going to keep it to myself for now.