Aren’t pets wonderful?
How many of you fell in love with the dog, Barnabas, or the cat, Violet, in Jan Karon’s Mitford Series? I did. I could just picture the large dog pulling the pastor down the streets of Mitford. Or what about the vaporous dog, Friday, from Lisa Wingate’s The Story Keeper? Wasn’t he a hoot!
Our own Inspy Romance writer Marion Ueckermann featured two adorable golden retrievers, Mila and Risto, in her Christmas novella called Poles Apart.
Pets bring joy to people each day. They make life just a little bit sweeter because they greet you when you come home…snuggle with you when you’re lonely…never say mean things—at least that you understand. I sometimes wonder about one of my cats.
My bio reads, “Janet and her husband have two grown children, one really smart dog, and a few cats that allow them to share the space.”
Remi is our adorable and brilliant dog; she’s three parts black Lab and one part poodle. Even as a young pup she was perfectly housebroken and quiet, only barking when strangers arrived or when the cats fought (which, sadly, was often). However, during that first year, the Labrador part of her breeding kicked in with obnoxious chewing/teething which destroyed a number of household items including a wingback chair, a twin mattress, and a few of my daughter’s pumps.
Our cats have varied and strange personalities, and although they’ve been together for many years now, they still don’t get along. All want to be queen, so hissing and snarling are the norm. There’s nothing like waking up to a cat fight on your chest. One cat growls and hides when strangers come. Another jumps in all laps, but will never let you catch her to pet her. And one thinks anything new that comes in her for her to sit on or in. We’re not exactly sure who scratches and desecrates our newly reupholstered chairs, but we love them anyway!
Because I usually have a cat sitting on me and Remi lounging nearby, pets seem to end up in my stories.
In my first novel, Leaving Oxford, the heroine Sarah Beth is lonely and prays for a friend. She finds a really ugly puppy at her doorstep and assumes that’s God’s answer to the request. The dog Gingie adds a bit of fun to Sarah Beth’s story, but you’ll have to read to find out if that was the only answer she received. In book 2, Going Up South, a kitten appears at Sarah Beth’s doorstep, too, aptly named Hairy. There’s also a new heroine in that book, Cassie, with a standard poodle. One of my college roommates had one of the large-sized poodles, and I’ve wanted one ever since. They’re pretty expensive, and most of our pets tend to come as free to a good home (they’re never actually free, though, are they?), so I just wrote the lavish breed into my novels.
Book 4 features a heroine who is a lonely romance writer with terrible allergies. She owns a Sphynx named Mr. Darcy, otherwise known as a hairless cat. Or does Mr. Darcy own her?
Don’t laugh at this pic. My sweet friend Susan actually owns this Sphynx who served as my muse.
What about you?
Do you have a pet? Do you like pets in your fiction? Shout out a few of your favorite fictional or real-life pets!
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