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I continue this week with my WIP. Chelle Cordero suggested Help Wanted as a title. My publisher and I said “Way cool” so that’s the title. We even have a cover to be revealed next week. Moving along, Sally Atwood is about to get an interview with the dog communicator, Grace Trumbull at the Pet Emporium. Grace’s husband Scott leads Sally into a room where the communication has just begun.
excerpt in eight:
Heart hammering with excitement, Sally walked behind Scott to the designated spot and watched, hand held the camcorder trained on a magnificent medium size dog. The sad pooch pressed his nose against the cheek of a lean youthful woman, to let out a low mournful sound.
She stroked his head all the way down the lush furry back several times murmuring in his floppy ear, repeating the process over and over.
Rubbing his nose against her fingers, the saluki gave her a few laps like kisses with his tongue and the silent conversation continued.
Grace nodded, listening and gave her full attention to the sleek graceful unhappy dog.
When he lifted a paw to her face to pat as if saying thanks, Grace embraced the silky haired canine in need of comfort.
Sally, the observer, felt tears fall with the beauty of the moment and blotted her eyes with the white sleeve of her new shirt.
Abruptly the atmosphere changed when the Saluki’s owner barged in ending the consultation so Sally turned off the camcorder and hurried to the alcove to wait.
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