I’m excited to announce that today my human published my second book, Lodge!
These stories pick up where Homestead ended, and take us through our first summer, our first trip to the Summer Festival at Tunkan, and our first look at dogsled races!
It’s available in paperback and ebook on Amazon. Search for Sasha Of The Chukchi Sea, or go to my human’s author page at: amazon.com/author/scottroconnor.
I hope you’ll enjoy reading it!
Meanwhile, here at home, we’ve finally made a good turn toward winter. Temperatures were down to 9 degrees F last night, and we have a modest layer of snow. Still not enough for sledding.
The smell of the skunk still lingers a bit around the cellar door, but it’s fading.
Last weekend I saw a few flakes of snow fall from the sky, that’s when I knew it’s almost time for winter! These days are getting cooler, but still mild during the day, but as this moon wears on, it gets colder and colder.
Soon the ground will be frozen in the mornings, frost on everything, little puddles with the thinnest layer of ice on top. Hunters will be out often during this time, and we’ll hear guns going off in every direction in the woods around the ranch. Loud noises scare me a little.
But then, know what’s next? Yes you do! Come on, guess again!
Yes! The turkey holiday!
All my favorite people will come over and there will be the hugest feast of the year. (Must be they need to use up all the old stuff, I guess.) Plenty of turkey and turkey bones (and a strange assortment of turkey-based meals for a long, long time.) And but also pie! Chocolate pie! Okay, so the people always make a big deal over the pumpkin pie. I don’t get that. A gourd in a pie or candy? That’s a choice?
On The Range
White Tailed Deer
To The Wood!
Edge Of Frost
North Loop Trail
Fungi And Friends
Last night a skunk got near the house, or under it. Wow! Woke us all up out of sound sleeps at midnight.
So, I need to go air out now. (And make sure she doesn’t move in to hibernate!)
Something really strange is happening again around the ranch. This happened last year, too, and the year before that.
Normally, my people decorate our house with pretty things like wreaths, silk flowers, holiday decorations and colored lights. Now they have made the place look terrible on purpose! There are human skeletons, some in pieces, hung and scattered about. Pumpkins bear faces resembling humans. Some kind of ritual or sacrifice, I guess.
On the front lawn is a 9-foot tall man-looking thing with a green face, and nailed to a tree is a small woman, spread eagle as if she’d flown into the tree. Her hands are green and her hair is purple.
There’s a HUGE spider hanging from the kitchen ceiling, and all around the place are more scarecrows than you’d need for a whole sunflower farm. Don’t they know the gardens are dead now? What do we need all these scarecrows for? (Besides, I’ve never seen a crow come in the house.)
Maybe they’re trying to keep the hunters away from the house (and their noisy guns!)
It’s a good thing I remember seeing this holiday before, or I’d be worried about my people.
Bright Autumn Day
In The Wonderwoods
Trees Are Bare
Colors Of fall
On The Move
Hunting Season Begins
Was That A Gunshot?
I’ll Wait Inside For That Turkey Holiday
I was totally surprised when my person published the first volume of my journals!
This is my story from the moment I open my eyes as a puppy, and follows me through my first spring.
I remember it like yesterday. Learning about home, family and people. Learning how to chase a bunny. I remember the first time I put on dog boots, how clumsy I was as a little puppy!
In this volume I also start my lessons in dogsledding, and learn what it’s like to be part of a team.
It just gets better from there!
Volume 1: Homestead is available in paperback and e-book on Amazon.com
If you enjoy the story, look for my second volume Lodge soon!