THIS BOOK IS ABOUT DOGS. TRUMAN AND WYATT ARE RESCUES. BUT IT IS ALSO ABOUT THE AUTHOR AND HER HUMAN FAMILY, THE COVID-19 PANDEMIC, AND NEWS EVENTS FROM EARLY 2021 TO MID-2022 THAT ELICITED THE AUTHOR'S OR HER HUMAN FAMILY'S COMMENTS.
1/9/22 Sun 4:35 p.m.
ME: I picked up the dead mouse with a long-handled dustpan and a small garden rake, and put it in layered plastic grocery bags
5/1/21 Sat 10:01 a.m.
STACY (MY DAUGHTER): So today is the "May the 4th be with you" Star Wars event at LEGO.
10/28/21 Thu 7:40 a.m.
DELON (MY SON): Why would you otherwise keep a dead mouse?
6/20/22 Mon 3:46 p.m.
ME: There was Truman standing in front of me with squirming legs and a white, powderpuff tail sticking out of his mouth!
8/12/21 Thu 11:02 a.m.
ME: I sprinkled baking soda on Truman. Then I wiped them both down several times with a frothy mix of hydrogen peroxide, dish soap, and baking soda.
9/9/21 Thu 6:21 a.m.
STACY: Oh wow! It's now officially in print!!
3/1/22 Tue 12:21 p.m.
ME: That huge tank plus convoy from Russia has stalled. They have run out of gas … again!
8/12/21 Thu 5:54 p.m.
DELON: Safety tip … don't wear a nose ring when soldering.
As we got out of the car at the rescue the following week, Truman and two large dogs in outdoor pens nearby barked uncontrollably at each other. That was not a good start. Looking around, I noticed that Willie, soon to be renamed Wyatt, had been put into a large pen on the other side of the parking area so we could meet him.
Truman and I walked toward Willie and away from the barking dogs. Truman settled down. As we approached Willie, neither Truman nor Willie barked! I was surprised. Truman and Willie quietly observed each other. When we got to Willie's pen, the two dogs sniffed each other. All they did was sniff!
