Sunday, May 20, 2007

The Sweet Pea Report

Sweet Pea is getting along just fine in her new home. She is growing and putting on weight. I wanted this photo of Allen holding her like this because the way she is eating and growing, he will not be able to hold her like this long. We took her to Marblehead about a week ago. She growled at a woman who wanted to pet her. I had to explain to the woman that we'd had Sweet Pea only a week and she'd come from a place where she wasn't very well taken care of. She will get more sociable as time goes on. She has already graduated from sleeping in her cage at night to sleeping in our bed. I'd say that's about as sociable as it gets.

I'm about to launch into my new novel in ernest. I've been thinking and taking notes the last few days. Now I must see if things go as well on paper as they do in my mind.


Anonymous said...

Sweet Pea is adorable. Love the picture. Best of luck on your novel writing this summer. My summer is full getting my youngest ready for college in August & doing major home repairs. Just moved her sister into a dorm where she has a job doing research for 10 weeks. Maybe there will be some time to write (other than short pieces, in snatches of time) in the fall. Teagrapple

Erin said...

What a great photo! She looks like such a sweetie.

Good luck on your writing, Theresa!

some chick said...

cute little pup!!!

Break a leg on the writing...

Anonymous said...

Theresa, your dog is adorable!!! looks just like Buddha. I enjoy your posts so much. I, like so many, cannot WAIT to read your next novel...I've read your first several times. The lanuage is so layered and rich that I discover something new with each read. I also recommend Water For Elephants by Sara Gruen and Looking for Alaska by John Green-- a young adult read that is reminiscent of Holden Caulfield. Keep us updated--we love hearing from you!! Megan :o)

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