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Autumn Colors

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In which Violet Greer talks to animals.

This is Gizmo. He can be seen all over town walking with his elderly owner, Lloyd. They seem very happy together and I wasn’t consulted by Lloyd, but by Gizmo.

“I have a scarf! See it? I love it, I love it.”

Yes, your scarf is very nice I said and tried to walk past them.

“It looks like the fall, doesn’t it?”

I stopped and turned toward Gizmo. “Excuse me?”

“I didn’t say anything, Violet.” Lloyd said.

“No, of course not. I was talking to Gizmo,” I said.

“Now don’t start that again,” Lloyd said. “Gizmo doesn’t need you mucking around in his head.” Lloyd started to walk away but Gizmo refused to follow.

“I don’t muck around,” I said. And crossed my arms. And narrowed my eyes.  “I listen to what they’re saying and then tell the families what the pet needs.”

“Uh huh. What’s Gizmo saying, then?”

“Um, he wants me to look at his scarf,” I said.

“How can you not look at the scarf, it’s bigger than he is. I don’t know why he wants to wear it all the time.”

“You didn’t put it on him?”

“Of course I did!” Lloyd gestured at Gizmo. “Does he look like he can tie a knot? But he runs to the closet where I keep it and won’t go out without it.”

“Hmmm.”

“Hey, hey, talk to me! I want to tell you something,” Gizmo said.

I turned to Gizmo.

“I have a scarf! It’s awesome!” Gizmo hopped on his front legs.

Lloyd looked at me. “What does he want?”

“I don’t want to muck around in his head, but you might want to get him some more scarves.”

“Bah!” Lloyd stomped off, but Gizmo sat and planted his paws firmly on the sidewalk.

“Tell him! Tell him! More scarves!”

“I really think he wants more scarves, Lloyd.”

Lloyd looked down at Gizmo. Gizmo lolled his tongue and wiggled his stumpy tail.

Lloyd glanced at the sky the way Clyde always does. “Okay, lets go look in the closet for more scarves.”

I watched them walk away, Lloyd shaking his head, Gizmo hopping and looking up at his person with adoration.

Blog Tour Day 10

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Today is the last day of the official blog tour. I wanted to show you one of our beautiful beach sunsets as the tour draws to a close. Next week Violet Greer will be back with her animal clients and I will turn over the blog to Rose or Jillian for a few weeks.

I hope you enjoyed the blog tour and that you are planning a trip to Crystal Haven in the near future. Rose is predicting an exciting future!

Two stops today with giveaways!

Queen of All She Reads

Not part of the official tour, but a nice review and giveaway:

Debbie’s Book Bag

Canine Couture

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In which Violet Greer talks to animals.

I have a troubling and unfortunately not unusual case this week. Francesca is a French poodle. Poodles are notoriously intelligent (often outsmarting their owners). She is well on her way to taking over this household.

“I ‘ave no problems to deescuss wiz you. I am tres fantastique, no? Look at moi. I ‘ave a beautiful sweater and a matching chapeau. I am so lucky to live wiz zee lovely girls. My seester went to live with some ‘orrible boys. Zhey never dress ‘er in couture and she eez always muddy. Zhere is only one boy in my ‘ouse. ‘E is le daddy. I should not say zees, but I am ‘is favoureet. Why would I not be?”

Francesca was a difficult session. She wouldn’t deign to discuss any of her problems with me. Her family reports that she monopolizes the father’s time, steals hair ribbons, and demands only home cooked cuisine. I’m not sure I will be able to get through to her, but I will report back as I work with her. Have you ever had a demanding pet? Have you ever suspected your dog is smarter than you are?