My latest book, Dog Park Diary: the social round of Goody Beagle, is not, as some people have supposed, about my dog Goody. No, it is by my dog Goody. I am just the channeler, or the ghostwriter, for Goody. They are her thoughts and feelings – and her words – at least they’d be her words if she had a human voice box. I swear. Really.
I know I am not nuts, because I recently read another book by a dog, called You Are A Dog, by Terry Bain. I wrote a review of it on Amazon and here is what we (me and Goody, you know) said:
My dog Goody Beagle loved this book. Here's what she said (sort of): "I was delighted to find another dog author smart enough to conquer the nearly impenetrable thicket of human language, and generous enough to educate humans on who we dogs really are. You the Dog, I wish we lived close enough to do sniff-butt; I have a feeling I'd really like you. Of course you would like me too, and we could meet up at the dog park and smell in all the corners. Love, Goody Beagle."
Okay, I’ll admit it if I’m forced – I’m a little bit goofy about my dog. It was good to find out there are others out there like me. You can buy both my book Dog Park Diary, and Terry Bain’s book You Are A Dog, on Amazon.com.
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