So my goal is to take part in the new feature Jo over at Jo's Book Blog has started at least once a month. On Thursdays, she posts things related to our precious furbabies. This week Cass is sharing "Books to Bark & Crow About" as he has discovered a series he thinks all pet lovers might like!
Hi guys, it's me Cass. I sure hope you all are having a great summer. Things here on The Farm are good, but hot. Today, as you read this, we are celebrating July 4th with our family and we wish all of you that celebrate are having a safe and happy holiday. And beware fireworks, too many pets and Vets don't like them so use sparingly please.
So here is a series that Mom has slowly been collecting and I thought I would share it with you guys. I think the covers are super cool too!
Here's the synopsis for the first in the Pet Whisperer series. I think the covers are great - especially the ones with the doggies,. Hope I can convince Mom to read them soon. I want to hear all about how great they are!
FROM GOODREADS: I was just your normal twenty-something with seven associate degrees and no idea what I wanted to do with my life. That is, until I died… Well, almost.
As if a near-death experience at the hands of an old coffeemaker wasn’t embarrassing enough, I woke up to find I could talk to animals. Or rather one animal in particular.
His full name is Octavius Maxwell Ricardo Edmund Frederick Fulton, but since that’s way too long for anyone to remember, I’ve taken to calling him Octo-Cat. He talks so fast he can be difficult to understand, but seems to be telling me that his late owner didn’t die of natural causes like everyone believes.
Well, now it looks like I no longer have a choice, apparently my life calling is to serve as Blueberry Bay’s first ever pet whisperer P.I while maintaining my façade as a paralegal at the offices of Fulton, Thompson & Associates.
I just have one question: How did Dr. Doolittle make this gig look so easy?
As if a near-death experience at the hands of an old coffeemaker wasn’t embarrassing enough, I woke up to find I could talk to animals. Or rather one animal in particular.
His full name is Octavius Maxwell Ricardo Edmund Frederick Fulton, but since that’s way too long for anyone to remember, I’ve taken to calling him Octo-Cat. He talks so fast he can be difficult to understand, but seems to be telling me that his late owner didn’t die of natural causes like everyone believes.
Well, now it looks like I no longer have a choice, apparently my life calling is to serve as Blueberry Bay’s first ever pet whisperer P.I while maintaining my façade as a paralegal at the offices of Fulton, Thompson & Associates.
I just have one question: How did Dr. Doolittle make this gig look so easy?
HAPPY JULY 4th GUYS!