Confessions of a Dogaholic - by Maryanne Grimmett

Charlie

I do believe I’m a dogaholic.  I just love ‘em.  Big ones, small ones, fat ones, skinny ones, spotted ones, striped ones.  Beagle or Border Collie, Poodle or Pit Bull, I don’t care.  Come to think about it, just about every blog I’ve written for The World Changer Archives has to do with Mabel, my Basset Hound.  So, given my penchant for canines, you can imagine my surprise when, as I drove home from Uplands Reach, I saw a tiny brown furball crouching on the yellow line in the middle of a lonely, winding road. What’s a girl to do but throw the car in park, jump out, scoop the thing up, and head on down the road?  I guess it’s about time we got Mabel a dog.  I said all that to say this, my dear reader: Be looking for adventures concerning our newest canine friend. Welcome to the Uplands family, Charlie!