They say every dog has his day...or her day, in my case.
Something all kinds of wonderful has happened, something four years in the making.
Someone said yes.
Someone said, "Hey, this book isn't half bad. We'd like to publish it."
I am just waiting for the contract to come.
And you better bet I am waiting by my hotmail account with, you guessed it, dog-like obedience.
Big day. HUGE day. My day.
So break out the milkbones and call me Lassie. Today is this pup's day.