Every writer should have a pal to warm their lap and/or their feet, especially during our cold Alberta winters. I’ve had several buddies who’ve helped me plan plots, act as paperweights, and provide inspiration for my pet guest stars in my books (I always try to have at least one for comic relief).
Currently, my partner is Lily, the world’s most annoying roommate. She’s a little bit nuts, but a hell of a cuddler. She can’t understand why I can’t have TWO laptops. She used to be so small and light, I called her Liliput.
Three of my other buddies, who were around for a while, and took a couple pieces of my heart with them.
My dearly departed Lola (Lily’s big sister). She was built like a sumo wrestler or a bouncer at a club, so wee nicknamed her “The Gooch.”
Fargo, the Great Pyrenees (who needs kids? He was my baby for over ten years). Most popular guy in any neighborhood we lived in.
Molly, the Maine Coon Cat (funniest cat I’ve ever had, and best paperweight, as shown here)
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