Have you ever known a cat who wanted a dog?
If not, you’ll want to read this aspiring little children’s book, ‘A Cat Who Wanted
a Dog’ and perhaps share it with the little ones in your life.
I’d love for you to really get to know Toby, the protagonist of this story,
through the pages of its text. In addition to the wonderfully scripted text, I
hope you’ll enjoy the coloring book illustrations revealing so much about Toby’s
character. My favorite illustration is the one showing Rocky licking Toby’s coat. I hope
you’ll soon share which illustration is your absolute favorite, too.
Synopsis:Micki Peluso shares a true story of Toby, a cat she and her family loved for years.
Toby wanted his own little dog, and he was in for a big surprise. Go along with Toby now, as Peluso tells his story for what she perceives as her cat’s point of view. It’s really a cute story.
boys and girls, I’m
Toby, a handsome cat if I say so myself. I do whatever I want, but Grandma and Grandpa thinks they own me! My favorite thing is to take Grandma’s shiny jewelry and hide
it. Grandpa is still looking for his favorite pen. I have one friend, Casey, a wild cat who lives outside, but she tells me through the screen door about the outside world. I was a happy, cool cat until—-well, read what I wrote about the day Grandma invited the ‘Monster’ to visit.
you think Casey will
ever convince Toby to join her outside, or is Toby far too
inside enjoying the joys of life his family joyously gave him all
See what others have to say about Mick’s new book:
5.0 out of
5 stars Delightful!
A. Stevens on August 31, 2016
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reading Micki Peluso’s memoir and several of her short stories, I could hardly
wait for her first children’s book to arrive in my mail box. The day it arrived
I was not disappointed. Peluso’s unique sense of humor shines through in this
delightfully written and illustrated coloring book for kids. I highly
recommend it for children of all ages. Whether a read-aloud or read-along,
the whole family is sure to smile. And lessons on friendship will long be
remembered. My grandson loves The Cat Who Wanted a Dog and so does this
still-laughing-out-loud grandma. ~ Bette A. Stevens, Maine author of
award-winning picture book Butterfly and other inspirational books for children and adults.
5.0 out of
5 stars Books
That Sow: Strength, Character & Diversity, DBAon
Who Wanted a Dog’ is a really cute children’s book about a house cat who was
really comfortable with his life indoors even though Casey, a wild cat who lived
outside, tried to convince Toby he’s truly missing out on all the adventures in
the outside world. Toby ignored Casey because he was content with his wonderful life indoors with his family until one day his life changed forever when grandma’s daughter and her
two kids came to visit, but they didn’t come alone. According to Toby’s eyes, they brought
along a ‘monster’ and he was a huge golden retriever, at that.
Later, Toby learned this ‘monster’ was called Rocky. As far as Toby was concerned,
Rocky was surely starving for attention, or was it friendship he wanted?
Whatever the reason, Toby wanted no parts of it! Rocky did all sorts of things
trying to get Toby’s affection and attention, but all Toby could see was huge
annoying ‘monster’, or so it seemed.
Soon, Toby began taking advantage of Rocky’s attention playing tricks on him. Toby’s
plans were to show Rocky who the real boss was in his home. After all, Rocky was
on Toby’s turf.
Rocky found himself all out of ideas gaining Toby’s friendship, but he decided to try
one last thing. Rocky dropped a dog treat at Toby’s feet. Imagine that! Can you
believe a dog giving up a treat?! Rocky must’ve wanted Toby’s friendship awfully
Do you want to know what Toby did next? Well, I don’t want to be the one spoiling
the end of this story line, so you’ll want to purchase a copy of Peluso’s children’s book for
all the children in your life. I believe you’ll find children enjoying this book, but that’s not all. ‘The Cat Who Wanted a Dog’ is filled with coloring book illustrations the children are sure to adore and spend time coloring for hours.
I find this children’s book a two for one steal. Children can read the book, and then color the
illustrations which carefully help tell the wonderful story revealing Toby’s feelings, and emotions about wanting a dog.
S. Vasquez, Ph.D.,
author/writer of children’s books
Books That Sow:
& Diversity, DBA
Link for ‘A Cat Who Wanted a
Peluso’s other book ‘…And the Whippoorwill
‘Don’t Pluck the
Duck’ (Release date, 2017)
Trees have bloomed, pollen blown away
Bushes, busy forming berries
Flowers come and go, colors bright
Summer–a time of warm delight
Mating birds trill their endless songs
As mockingbirds imitate them all
A thing of beauty, but oh so wrong
to steal the other bird’s nests
Summer’s a marker for life events
A first love blooms along the beach
The wail of a newborn baby’s breath
And a driving drunk’s vehicle of death
The whippoorwill loves summer’s bliss
Sings a lilting song of happiness
As the season draws to its close
Its guttural cry mourns summer’s loss
Even as I cry mine
What every author must know
Ciao, SEers. I’m just getting back into the groove after a long overdue trip back to the homeland. No, not Italy, although that’s on my bucket list. We went back to Pennsylvania to celebrate my daughter’s high school graduation with the extended family. A great time was had by all. We extended our trip, which put me even further behind, but it is worth it to see loved ones, even if we ran ourselves ragged.
My series on creating a media kit seemed to be helpful to writers, so I thought I’d discuss something that coordinates with the media kit—author branding. Having worked for several years as a corporate identity specialist in my “real” job, those principles are transferrable and I want to give you a quick checklist that might help you out.
So, without further ado, here are eight steps to author branding cohesion.
1. You Are…
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Something you don’t want to miss reading
“Hello, caller. You’re on the air with Lisa Burton. What can we do for you today?”
“I don’t think I’ve met you, Lisa, this is Patrick Quinn, can you please put my daughter, Colleen, on the phone?”
“Sorry, Patrick I think you’ve got the wrong number. I’m actually a radio talk-show host, Lisa the robot girl.”
“Robot girl? What can I do for you?”
“Well, Patrick, you called me and I’m glad you did. Now that we’re on the air, what would you like to talk about?”
“If I had my druthers, I’d like to talk about and to Connie. She’s my wife. She died a few years ago. Let me tell you about her … did you say your name is Laura?”
“Close, it’s Lisa.”
“Let me tell you, Lisa, that wife of mine was a firecracker, she sure kept me on my toes but a few years ago…
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The inspiration for this list was receiving a photo of a couple who had gone on a trail ride. My last ride was in Aspen Colorado, but I still remember the experience. We were riding at 8,000 feet in the Rockies, and the sights were hard to describe. Hope you enjoy the list knowing not many of your take trail rides routinely.
10 If you are on a trail ride, do not think beach wear is appropriate on a horse. If you do, at best the little chaffing will be soothed by lotion. At worst, a cactus ride by will yield a trip to the ER. (Those thorns certainly make a mess huh, Buford?)
9 If you are on a trail ride, do not let your horse bite the mount of Tiny the WWF champ who is on a horse for the first time. If you do, at best Tiny will…
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This is hysterical!!!
Facebook is very worried about me. It keeps sending me notifications.
“You haven’t updated your status in two weeks!” it screeched, with the plaintive moan of a very large behemoth working itself into a lather over a broken fingernail.
“People are INTERESTED in going to something that’s on somewhere relatively near you, if that notion of relatively near were to be very loosely applied!!” it bellowed, beseeching me for some, any, level of engagement.
“We’ve made a video for YOU, Tara!” it wheedled, finally. “Because you mean so much to us, some algorithm made a thing out of randomly selected stuff from your past you couldn’t care less about!”
I turned away, preoccupied with something resembling real life.
There was silence for a time. Tumbleweed rolled past my closed eyelids. My fingers ceased twitching in my sleep. I was known to go without checking my phone for entire afternoons.
And then it tried again, its voice…
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O say can you see, by the dawn’s early light,
What so proudly we hail’d at the twilight’s last gleaming,
Whose broad stripes and bright stars through the perilous fightO’er the ramparts we’d watch were so gallantly streaming
What was the lawyer and poet Francis Scott Key thinking as he watched the horror and wrote down what he saw in a poem? He was watching the birth of Freedom right before his eyes!
And the rocket’s red glare, the bombs bursting in air,
Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there,
O say does that star-spangled banner yet wave
O’er the land of the free and the home of the brave?
He was watching the famous battle of Baltimore in the ‘Defending of Fort McHenry. ‘The British fleet with 19 ships pounded the fort for 72 hours with rockets and mortar shells. British riflemen landed, firing on the fort, but were given orders to withdraw if there were 2000 or more men in the fort. On the morning of September 14th, a huge American flag made by local flag maker Mary Pickersgill and her 13-year old daughter was hoisted above Fort McHenry, which had only 1000 soldiers. The British, uncertain of this, retreated. Perhaps it was the over-sized flag that dissuaded them? And freedom took root in America and grew strong.On the shore dimly seen through the mists of the deep
Where the foe’s haughty host in dread silence reposes,
What is that which the breeze, o’er the towering steep,
As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses?
This was the first time the glorious flag of Stripes and Stars would stand guard over the land in times of turmoil and war. The Civil War, decades later, would divide this land which was fought for so hard. Brother would slay brother, and the blood of soldiers once fighting together would darken this great land with their blood.
Now it catches the gleam of the morning’s first beam,
In full glory reflected now shines in the stream,
’Tis the star-spangled banner – O long may it wave
O’er the land of the free and the home of the brave!
The Civil war ended and the flag of the south was now a memorial of a horrendous altercation. One flag once again waved over the United States and the people said, ‘never again.’And where is that band who so vauntingly swore,
That the havoc of war and the battle’s confusion
A home and a Country should leave us no moreTheir blood has wash’d out their foul footstep’s pollution.The land was growing healthy and strong, taking their freedom for granted as their flag waved as a symbol of unity and pride. Then two world wars turned the world into a battlefield. Countries divided this time and the United States took it’s men and flag and fought and died. Ten million women, men and children were gassed by Germany’s Hitler and Japanese families annihilated by the first Atomic Bomb. The Galliant flag was raised up by American Marines on Iwojima and the war ended–but not in glory. Surely this would be the last war.No refuge could save the hireling and slaveFrom the terror of flight or the gloom of the grave,And the star-spangled banner in triumph doth waveO’er the land of the free and the home of the brave.
O thus be it ever when freemen shall stand
Between their lov’d home and the war’s desolation!
Blest with vict’ry and peace may the heav’n rescued land
Praise the power that hath made and preserv’d us a nation!The Gulf Wars were next, another waste of time and lives trying to teach freedom to tribal nomads who would accept our help then turn to fight again. We lost so many then to gain little or nothing but graves wept over by sobbing parents and friends.And now we fight the most heinous war since the Holocaust–The War on Terrorism. On 911, along with over 3000 innocent people, our flag was besmirched and destroyed with a hatred never yet seen—yet pieces of it survived and it’s freedompreserved. But for how long– as it’s warmongers kill their own as well as ours. They seem to lack a soul.
Then conquer we must, when our cause it is just,
And this be our motto – “In God is our trust,”
And the star-spangled banner in triumph shall wave
O’er the land of the free and the home of the brave.
And this be our motto – “In God is our trust”! Francis Scott KeyThis fourth of July as firecrackers burst in the air, and people gather together celebrating a holiday they’ve long since forgotten why, look up, look high and take note of the flag that waves over you; wanting nothing more than to keep us together as one united nation. The best way to lose this freedom is to fight among ourselves, letting enemies unknown overtake us in our desire to destroy ourselves. Gaze at the flag intently. Are these droplets of tears rolling down it’s magnificent stripes, or did it just begin to rain?As Pogo in the comic strip once said :”We have met the enemy and he is us.”