Hello Humans. Dorothy is busy getting ready for her big Author Chat Party next Tuesday night on something called FaceBook. I don’t understand it, but she’s all excited because reader people will be joining her online to talk about books and win prizes. As far as I can tell, there are no milk bones or Frisbees to give away so I’ll probably sleep through it. Anyway she asked me to fill in for her today on Writers Caffeine and I thought you might like a dog’s eye view of what happens around here when Dorothy is at work.
First, we get up before the crack of dawn. The alarm goes off at 5 am. While Dad peep showers and gets ready for work, Dorothy takes me and Major outside to sniff around, check for squirrels, and….well, you know. Then it’s on to breakfast. After Major and I eat, we position ourselves on the kitchen floor, in case Dorothy happens to drop a slice of bacon or a pancake. You’d be surprised how often that happens.
After Dorothy and Dad Peep finish eating, he goes back into the bedroom to finish dressing for work and Dorothy has her” quiet time.” During which she reads her daily devotional and sometimes writes in her journal. In quiet time I am not allowed to bark at the neighborhood cats. Or the squirrels.
After quiet time, Dad Peep leaves for work, and then Author Mom and I go upstairs to her office. This is the really boring part of the day because all she does is make the keyboard clatter. Sometimes she mutters to herself. Sometimes she wads up paper and tosses it into the waste basket. Sometimes I catch it and try to be helpful by shredding it, but she really prefers that I don’t. Every so often she punches numbers into a little word counter thingy on her desk, and when the right number pops up we take a break for lunch and another trip outside and then Author Mom is happy.
After lunch, she writes emails and makes phone calls and signs copies of her books to mail out. When Dad Peep gets home, we have dinner. Sometimes Major and I take Author Mom and Dad Peep for a walk. Sometimes, we supervise them while they work on a jigsaw puzzle, or watch the Smithsonian channel on TV. Before bed, we get another walk, and a bedtime snack.
It’s a pretty nice life for Major and me, but I still say it would be way more fun if Dorothy would let me shred that paper.
Oh. If you want to come to her Author Party on March 20th, and maybe win a prize, here’s where to go: www.facebook.com/dorothylovebooks
And now if you will excuse me, quiet time is over. And I see a cat. Love, Jake