My Writing Companions

In our house, Bandit and Murphy go by many names: Miniature Schnauzers, family members, kids in dog suits (hat tip to my sister-in-law Linda for that one), and constant writing companions. Bandit occupies the spot beside my feet, and Murphy, the part-cat, part-rabbit runt, usually sleeps in his bed on the desk beside my keyboard.

I worked on the acknowledgements for An Irish Miracle for several days. There were lots of folks who loved and encouraged me through the project, often reading multiple early drafts and giving me great feedback, so I wanted to word my heartfelt thanks most sincerely. I even indulged in thanking my mother and late father for their contributions to making me who I am today. Not to be forgotten, I wanted to acknowledge my writing companions, too:

“And lastly, my heart goes out to Bandit and Murphy, my faithful four-legged friends and constant writing companions. You’ve been (sleeping) by my side every step of the way. You’re both good boys. Yes, even you, Murph.”

They may get sleepy alot . . .

And yes, they’re both easily distracted . . .

But boy, oh boy, do they love their Kong Bones!