Author: Sassy

Theo of Golden by Allen Levi

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I am a dog. I write impressions of the books Momma reads to me each night.

Hugs, hi everyone! *Sassy wavy paws

Welcome to Meet Me At The Bookshelf. Today I am reviewing Theo of Golden by Allen Levi.

Theo is an 86-year-old, mysterious Portuguese stranger who arrives in Golden, Georgia. He loves the people there, so he decides to stay. A local attorney and his staff arranged for Theo to live above the office in a stunning, renovated, well-appointed apartment with a balcony.

Theo frequents a quaint coffee shop where he is enthralled by the insightful, well-priced, exquisite pencil portraits hanging throughout the cafe. He asks the owner and is told that a local artist, Asher Glissen, created the 92 portraits.

Theo wonders aloud why the subjects of the portraits don’t purchase the art themselves. The reader wonders that as well. The power of the pencil drawings moves Theo. It reminds him of something deep in his past.

Theo decides to purchase several portraits from the cafe each time. Afterwards, Theo arranges to meet the subject, hear their life story, and then convey what he felt the portrait showed him when he viewed the art. Theo calls these meetings a bestowal.

His first bestowal is to Minnette Prentiss. She feels surprised to receive this gift, but being seen and heard makes the strongest impression when she first meets Theo.

Theo calls it the “sadness in the seeing.”

Tony Wilcox, bookstore owner and a real scamp, was a favorite bestowal of mine. He gives a festive business and economic update every time he sees Theo. You can tell a genuine friendship has formed.

Each meeting’s elegant prose will remain with the reader.

The book is over 400 pages long. It might have been tighter, but I believe the author aimed for a broad link between Golden and Theo. This led to a stunning conclusion about who Theo is and why the town matters. Clever, I woof to Momma.

The most impactful portrait subject bestowals to me were the homeless woman, custodian, bookstore owner, accountant, musician, and the portrait artist himself, Asher. Theo shares little about himself in these exchanges, yet you can tell they matter to his life story. He starts to connect the dots to his own life.

Theo enjoys mystery and explains why this town and its people are central as the book’s bestowals continue. His elegant manners, eye for art, and generous wealth give clues to his true identity. Theo answers the call when any of his new friends needs him. He becomes a bit of a town legend.

I give this book five paws up. It was Momma’ s favorite book this year.

I loved the benefactor, Theo. He met every portrait subject with the art he purchased sitting right next to them, as they evaluated what he saw in them. Theo would sit, engage, and truly listen to them. The value of that exchange cannot be overstated.

Theo has a gorgeous life story to tell, but chooses to elevate the subject of each of the 92 portraits instead.

The hurry of today makes people lose this individual exchange. I loved it. I tried to imagine buying finely drawn portraits to give to perfect strangers and then chatting about what we see in the work. What a luxury to give the art, as Theo says, “to the rightful owners” and carefully hear the stories of their lives. Heartfelt random acts of kindness lead to the town’s emotional growth legacy.

What a wonderful book!

Thanks for joining me. Wuvu.

See you next time at Meet Me at the Bookshelf. *Sassy wavy paws

Da Nerve: A Column by Sassy

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October 12 Da Nerve!

Hugs, hi everyone. *Sassy wavy paws. I am a dog and I contribute to the Fabulous Anipal Times. These are my insights about my fuzzy, doggy life.

What do you call a horse that stays up late? A Night Mare! Bahaha!
Da Nerve!

Knock Knock. Who’s there? Woof. Woof who? Woof you believe I forgot the punchline?

What do you call a car full of bison? A buffalo-load.
Da Nerve!

Why do TV shows and movies have more dogs than cats as pets, unless it is a show about witches?
Lassie, Because of Winn-Dixie, Beethoven, Bolt, Marley & Me, Airbud, Balto, 101 Dalmatians, Benji, Fox and the Hound, Rin Tin Tin, and well, just Carbonel and Bewitched.
Just reporting the facts.
Da Nerve!

Knock Knock. Who’s there? Paws. Paws who? Paws right there and rub my belly. Hee hee
Da Nerve!

What do you call a horse that lives next to you? A Neighh-bor.
Da Nerve!

A horse walks into a bar, and the barkeep says, “Hey.” And the horse says, “Yes, please.”
Da Nerve!

A snail buys a car from the dealer and asks for a custom paint job.
The staff writes down that a big letter S is to be painted on the new car for the new snail customer.
Upon delivery, the staff asked the snail, “Sir, why did you want a giant S painted on the side of your brand new car?” The snail says, “ Because when I go driving down the street, I want everyone to say, ‘Look at that Escargot!’”
Bahaha Da Nerve!

Whistler by Ann Patchett

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I am a dog. I contribute to the fabulous Anipal Times.

I write my impressions of the books my Momma reads to me each night. I hope you like my book review.

First, I want to explain my rating system for the books I review.

Five paws: A must-read. So good that all my paws are waving. So good that I borrowed a paw from Momma, who types for me, plus added all four of mine.
Four paws: A great read. Enjoy it in the tub.
Three paws: Eh. To read or not to read, if you have extra time, then read it.
Two paws: Likely skip it. Drags on, characters are silly, or just not a good read.
One paw: Seriously, skip it.

Today we have a novel by Ann Patchett called Whistler.

The book starts with a private school teacher, Daphne Fuller, and her hubby being slyly followed by an older man at the Metropolitan Museum of Art in New York City. Daphne, in her 50s, is married to Jonathan, in his 70s, and jokes that older men just like to follow her.

The stalker is Eddie Triplett, a Random House editor and one of Daphne’s many childhood stepfathers. Daphne has lunch with Eddie. They rekindled a friendship. Life is in the details, and this book beautifully proves it.Daphne agrees to attend a 50th wedding anniversary dinner with Eddie later. He introduces her to the entire party as his daughter, despite only knowing and being married to her mom for just over a year.

Eddie was indeed responsible for a car accident where he broke his ankle and nine-year-old Daphne dangled from the roof for a bit, but was blessedly not seriously injured.

They reminisce. Daphne says if she put six stepfathers in a lineup, she could have picked him out.

I wiggled at that line.

They also crash a wedding and consider dancing in a water fountain.Eddie is stuck. His life never moved far from a college roommate named Skip and his wife, Polly. He explains his choices to Daphne, who kindly listens. Daphne knew him only as a child, yet tried to help him as an adult. They became fast friends.

Daphne asks if Eddie remembers the horse story he told her in the car after the accident.

Eddie does. He invites her to visit him one day at his editing job.

Daphne goes and sees a framed picture of a horse on his desk. Eddie asks if Daphne remembers the entire horse tale he told her oddly, as she dangled bloodied from the roof in their car accident.

She says yes, yet she thought he invented the story. Eddie tells her no; it was a book proposal his agent found in the newspaper about a Wyoming woman and her horse.

Eddie says he tried to buy the book idea from her for years, but the woman would not sell it. It was about a horse named Whistler. At the time of the car accident, the dire story almost scared her.

It is, like Eddie’s life, stuck in the neutral gear of a car, my momma says.

Eddie gifts Daphne the framed photograph of the horse instead. For years, Eddie has kept it on his office desk. Eddie never turned the proposal into a book, but he has kept the horse’s picture framed and on his office desk for decades.

Yep, you heard me.Daphne states Whistler would have made a splendid book with a little effort. Eddie again tells her the tale of Whistler. A horsewoman on a ranch could call her horse with a whistle, and he would run to her.

One day during a storm, she trots out to find her other horse, Nutmeg, but she loses her way and the horse bucks her off. For days, she lies in a heap talking to long-dead relatives, friends, and her darling OTRB dog, Marty, who told her to just whistle for the horse named Whistler. She finally does, and he comes and finds her. She gets on him, saving herself.I tell Momma, nice story to tell a nine-year-old kid dangling from her seatbelt in a car accident. Woof. Daphne understands now why he told her the story.

Eddie found Daphne in her 50s to save himself.

Daphne is a great pal to Eddie. He teaches her a lot.

Momma wonders why Eddie gets stuck so much, but Daphne has her life enriched by knowing Eddie.

Details make the story.Ann Patchett is a PEN /Faulkner award-winning author of Tom Lake.

We love her. She brings to life the tiny moments of your past that stick, as demonstrated by this quote by Daphne’s husband, who glibly states, “Every teacup comes with a short documentary film.”

Momma guffawed over that one.

Daphne spends her time icing the cake on this one tiny part of her past.This book gets five paws up.

First, it has a horse, but second, it has gorgeous sentences and a meaningful conclusion.

Whistler is an examination of how seemingly insignificant past relationships can come back at you with either a dose of delight, or someone else’s human regrets.

Whistler is worth reading.

Thanks for joining me. Enjoy the fall season, eat some twigs, and roll in the grass until we meet again at Meet Me At The Bookshelf.

*Sassy wavy paws

This Book Made Me Think of You by Libby Page

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Hugs everyone! *Sassy wavy paws.

I am a dog. I contribute to the fabulous Anipal Times.

I write my impressions of the books my Momma reads to me each night. I hope you like my book review.

First, I want to explain my ranking system for the books I review.

Five paws: A must-read. So good that all my paws are waving.
So good that I borrowed a paw from Momma, who types for me, plus added all four of mine.
Four paws: A great read. Enjoy it in the tub.
Three paws: Eh. To read or not to read, if you have extra time, then read it.
Two paws: Likely skip it. Drags on, characters are silly, or just not a good read.
One paw: Seriously, skip it.

Welcome back to another Meet Me at the Bookshelf Book Review. Today we have a romantic offering called This Book Made Me Think of You by Libby Page.

The story involves Matilda Nightingale, a young woman who lost her husband, Joe, six months ago to an illness. They notified “Tilly” that before Joe died, he carefully chose one book a month for his beloved wife to collect at the local bookstore to help her overcome her grief.

Tilly heads over to the store.

Alfie, the store owner, takes a lot of abuse from Tilly, who wants the entire twelve books to be delivered in one swoop.

Alfie refuses.

Tilly trudges home with only that one book.

Even the bookstore cat, Georgette, thought Tilly made a scene.

Tilly carefully reads the note from Joe, included in her first book. It makes her heart sing. Joe chose a children’s book, which inspires Tilly to read again and engage in life, despite her crushing grief.

Rather than return to the scene of her humiliating fit and see Alfie again the next month, Tilly visits the public library and chooses several of her favorite children’s books. She stuffs herself into a reading tent intended for the local under-six kids set and reads her entire haul of books. Tilly doesn’t let any actual kids in to spoil or share her reading space.

One child reports a troll has taken over the castle.

When Tilly finally decamps from the tent, Alfie is hilariously there, just outside her tent, delivering overstock books to the library. Hangdog, Tilly follows him back to the bookstore to collect her second book.

The gorgeous bookstore cat, named Georgette, greets Tilly, sprawled across the office paperwork on the counter. She is the luxurious fourth member of the Book Lane team, and she revels in the attention from Tilly.Alfie and Tilly banter about, comparing cats and book lovers, stating they are similar by being fond of snacks, sun puddles and quiet time.

Georgette, named for the mystery author Georgette Heyer, purrs on while the pair list the books that feature cats like Alice in Wonderland, The Traveling Cat Chronicles, The Cat in the Hat, Breakfast at Tiffany’s, Carbonel and The Cat Who Saved Books.

Georgette senses a bond forming.

I alert Momma that it is time for my snack about this point in the adventure. Too much cat talk, I report.

The book-a-month choices by Joe give Tilly the confidence to travel, sing karaoke, read, and open her heart to life.

This book would make a splendid gift for birthdays and holidays. It has various book suggestions and updated titles packed amongst its pages.I give this book four paws up!The characters are quickly familiar, and the book is romantic.

Bonus: The bookstore cat would definitely be my buddy. I might chase Georgette once or twice, but she would forgive me.

I feel love will win the day, and I may get more purrs from my cat pals.

Try this book!

Thanks for joining me. Wuvu. See you next time at Meet Me at the Bookshelf.

*Sassy wavy paws

World News Alert from My Big Bed: Animal Testing

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I am a dog. I contribute to the fabulous Anipal Times.

Bloop. Bloop. News Alert. News Alert.

May, 2025. Several protest organizations protested, demanded, investigated, and pleaded until they were arrested for freeing corralled beagles and test animals. Yet these brave arrests led to historic, federal first-ever charges against the breeding and lab testing facilities mandated by the federal government’s National Institute of Health (NIH). This pressure caused a grand jury to indict many animal testing labs, and the authorities finally charged the breeders and labs with federal crimes.

News alert: lawsuits, transparency, public protests, subpoenas, and grand juries work.

The NIH’s last in-house Beagle testing lab has been permanently closed. The so-called government doctors face charges, jail time, and fines exceeding $35 million. Rescuers have saved thousands of animals and provided them with new homes. The end of government, taxpayer-funded animal testing has come.
*Sassy Appaws! Appaws!

People worldwide have shamefully bred and purchased animals, especially Beagles, for experiments involving drugs, flea meds, and other items. Governments worldwide require these tests before allowing an item on the market.

Using AI and other predictive methods makes the use of animals and animal testing unnecessary, obsolete, and cruel. The biggest offender was Envigo, which bred, held, corralled, and sold over 5000 beagles per the White Coat Waste Project for the world’s cruel use in experiments.
*Sassy sobs

Finally, in 2025, a change in government allowed our federal courts to subpoena those involved for four decades, 43 years, in testing animals in labs.

Dr. Dawn Marie Gau was indicted on seventeen felony charges in 2025.

Dr. Gau and others pleaded guilty to supplying dogs and animals worldwide for experimentation. Dr. Gau pleaded guilty to seven of the seventeen charges.

Dr. Dawn Marie Gau’s convictions in July 2026 include animal cruelty, conspiracy to violate the Federal Animal Welfare Act, and conspiring to violate the Clean Water Act.

The judge handed down sentences of 12 months in prison (suspended) and 7 years of supervised probation. These were the first ever federal convictions for animal exploitation and supplying worldwide. These convictions also freed 5000 dogs, and the $35 million in fines closed the Envigo breeding facilities.

Officials have permanently closed these NIH labs and breeding facilities, with more convictions expected.
*Sassy Appaws!

The only remaining NIH Federal Government run lab and Envigo breeding are both closed due to the convictions.
*Sassy Appaws!

The Beagle Freedom Project (BFP) also shut down a large testing lab in Nowata, Oklahoma, that provided animals for flea-med testing.
*Sassy Appaws!

As your world news alert dog reporter, I am thrilled to report that overall in 2025-26, these grand juries, subpoenas, and convictions compelled the NIH and Envigo to free all the laboratory animals immediately and end the breeding facilities.

Officials forced Envigo to shut down its dog breeding operations, yet they still sell research products.

Rescuers took the animals to a thirty-acre property called Freedom Fields to start the adoption and rehabilitation required by the federal court. Thousands of animals have found new homes through adoption.
*Sassy Appaws!

A massive effort to find these animals homes has been in full swing since June 2025 and continues today.
Dance paws!

We know bad labs and breeders will still be out there, but we hope jail time and threats of federal charges will stop them cold.

Join us in celebrating the demise of Envigo and the National Institute of Health’s animal testing and breeding labs.

Wave goodbye to the last in-house NIH animal testing lab and unnecessary, outdated, cruel experiments and worldwide sales policies.

If you can, adopt a Beagle and hug your pets.
High paws.

Over and out from Sassy, reporting for World News Alert from My Big Bed.

Da Nerve: A Column by Sassy

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A cat ran into my house today! Up my stairs and then sat all snuggly in my window. Da bold nerve. I woofed my face off, but he had to be shown out. Keep walking, cat. Da nerve!

How do you tell if it is a dogwood tree? By its bark! Da nerve!

Knock knock. Who’s there? Kitten. Kitten who? Quit kitten around and open the door! Da nerve!

In Legally Blonde, 2001, Bruiser the dog rode around in a purse. Momma, where is my ride? Da Nerve!

What do dogs bark out before every meal? Bone Appetit! Hee Hee. Da Nerve!

Saw a pigeon looking at me the other day. Looking. Strutting. Looking. Strutting. Move along, weirdo. Those are my moves. Da Nerve!

What does a Scotty dog say when it is scared? I am Terrier-fied.  Hahaha hee. Da Nerve!

Knock Knock. Who’s there? Feline. Feline who? Feline fine for Summertime! Da Nerve!

I like to chase autumn leaves and then eat them. What? Don’t you do that in the fall too? Da Nerve!

What do you call a doggy rock star? Su-Paw-Star! Pfft hee hee Da Nerve!

Knock knock. Who’s there? Roo! Roo who? Roo roo aroo arooooo let me go out in the yard. Da Nerve!

The Calamity Club by Kathryn Stockett

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Hi everyone! *Sassy wavy paws

Welcome to another Meet Me at the Bookshelf Book Review.

Today we have The Calamity Club by Kathryn Stockett; the same author as The Help, which is a famous book and movie.

This book is excellent historical fiction and revolves around orphan homes in 1930s Oxford, Mississippi. Meg LeFleur, eleven, recounts this story: She was abandoned at the Lafayette County Orphan Asylum on Christmas Eve.

The companion story centers on the unmarried Birdie Calhoun. Her mom sent her to ask her socialite, younger, married sister for money to save the family home and acres.

Birdie learns her sister’s life is a lie but she, by chance, meets Charlie, a woman who has nothing to lose, and when they both discover they know Meg, Birdie and Charlie form the Calamity Club.

This unlikely Calamity Club forms a daring and dangerous plan to squeeze out a happily ever-after for the women.As one of the unadoptable older girls, Meg works in the Orphan asylum office, and daily tries to get her hands on the mail, hoping it will contain either word from her mom that she is coming back to retrieve Meg, or mail from orphan friends sent out to work at age 12. She dreams that she will have a happy life.

One day chaos erupts. Never letting a calamity go to waste, the orphan toddlers get out of their room and are running loose so Meg sets her eyes on the asylum mail bag. She finds both a letter addressed to a fellow orphan, Dorella, who torments her, and a brand-new Life magazine in the mail drop. She steals them.Dorella reads her letter aloud to the other orphans. Her mother says she is sorry she had to leave her and will make it up to her one day, and her siblings are fine.

Inspiration for the girls! Sassy appaws.

Meg devours the Life magazine. Included here are pictures showing pools, a woman holding a girl’s hand, and nice California sights. Meg sadly gets caught with the magazine, but she thinks of these images during the eight or more belt lashes the closet gives her. Meg thinks it was worth it.

Defiance has consequences, but now Meg knows there is hope. Drop everything and go get this sensational 634-page historical fiction book. It is a gem. The writing is elegant and engaging. The fast pace and finely drawn characters will leave you thinking about this book and Meg months from now.

It is a Wow! Some of the language is rough, but the author navigates the topics of orphaned children, poverty, sick authoritarian figures, and underestimated women beautifully . Saviors in Strange Places should be the name of this tome.

Momma read it to me over the period of a week. I loved it.

Hope shines out from the dark. I give this book five paws way up!

This heartbreaking tale will inspire and challenge you, and make you feel lucky. Momma always says if you could run to a hill of your problems, or choose anyone else’s, you would surely choose your own. I said, how about if I just choose to run up the hill and around a lot?

I hope you love it. I bet, like The Help, they will make it into a movie. Thanks for spending time with me!

See you next time at Meet Me At The Bookshelf. Wuvu *Sassy wavy paws.

Kissy Noses and Deeper Thoughts: A Column by Sassy

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Why does roasting food smell so delicious, yet I rarely get any? But boy, if there is an apple, carrot or tomato, the peeps sure are in a mood to share. Pass the roast, please. Deeper thoughts.

Saw a bunny today. Looked soft. Wondered, can I snuggle him? Run, run. Nope, she took off. Kissy noses.

Why do squirrels throw things at me and then chirp at me until I locate them? I then naturally bounce them right off the fence. Every single time, right off the fence. Wouldn’t it be smarter for them to toss things at me from a tree? Can’t bounce a tree. Deeper thoughts.

After a bath, I wipe my soaking wet face on every sofa and chair in the house so they too can smell like oatmeal and vanilla. No reason. Just being me. Kissy noses.

Why does a triangle have three sides? Uneven touching. Does one side get lonely and need to hold my paw? I am here for you. Deeper thoughts.

After the peeps mow the lawn, I run around and get super green paws, then I hit the carpet and if I am fast, the big bed! Wooo. Kissy noses.

The Perseid meteor shower happened this month, but the clouds covered it up. Same with the eclipse. Made me sad. Pretty sure they wanted to be seen by all of us. Maybe we can schedule an appointment to see the showers and eclipse next time? Deeper thoughts.

If I wish really hard, eggs and cheese appear in my breakfast bowl! Do cats get this treatment? Maybe they don’t wish hard enough. Kissy noses.A guitar has strings, and a piano has keys. Would they still work if you switched the keys for the strings? MMM, deeper thoughts.

Mad Mabel by Sally Hepworth

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Hi everyone. Welcome back to Meet Me at the Bookshelf! *Sassy wavy paws!

Today I am reviewing a book called Mad Mabel by Sally Hepworth.This book is a stunning mystery doused with a deeply twisted family tragedy. Brutal twists and turns galore keep the pages turning, which include a tiny, twice -rescued Chihuahua named Nugget.

The story centers on a woman, now called Elsie Fitzpatrick, living a quiet, nondescript life in a community neighborhood in Australia. Like most communities, this one has nosy neighbors, fantastic dogs, single moms, and kids that pester older adults.

The story’s star, 81-year-old Mabel, currently lives discreetly under a different name. She and her pal, Daphne, prefer quiet days and instead are being annoyed daily by both Nugget, a yappy Chihuahua owned by Ishaan, Mabel’s 93-year-old next-door neighbor and nemesis, and the seven-year-old kid across the street, Persephone.

Persephone, notebook ready, crossed the street one afternoon. She stated she needed to interview an elderly person for her school project. She approaches Elsie and announces that she feels Elsie is 167 years old so she has chosen Elsie for the interview. Daphne, Elsie’s friend, is thrilled that someone else will be interviewed.

As they try to conduct the interview, the dog next door, Nugget, is seriously carrying on and loudly yapping, and her owner, Ishaan, lo-and-behold does not come out to quiet her.

Persephone, still trying to finish her assignment, casually states she thinks Ishaan is dead. Elsie asks when anyone last saw him.

When no one can answer, the 81-year-old Elsie hops the wall, and after scraping her legs on the wall and hobbling into the house, she sadly finds him deceased in the home.

Nugget stops barking.

Mabel Waller, the youngest person ever convicted of murder in Australia, may have killed Ishaan, according to a neighbor, though the police refused to take Nugget.

The tale is off and running.

The book goes back and forth between the life of Mabel the child, who lost her baby sister to polio and whose mother walked off a balcony to her death, and Elsie the adult, who is lonely and misunderstood.

It is beautifully told.Her mother’s sister, Cess, took Mabel in and raised her in her mother’s mansion while her absent, wayward father gallivanted around. Mabel is not popular at school and is teased and bullied constantly.

A turn of phrase alerts her at school that it is in fact her dad that tells vicious stories to the neighbors about Mabel, calling her Mad Mabel, ruining her reputation, and making sure she has no playmates. Mabel feels devastated.I understood Nugget was sent to Mabel for a reason after Momma read me the sad parts of her past. I was pretty sure Mabel was a kind and honest person.

Mabel houses Nugget, given that shelters lack space and the dog trusts only her. The police interviewed Mabel twice and seemed afraid of her.

They took one of her shoes for DNA evidence. I informed Momma that they could take both. When I eat a shoe, Momma tosses out two shoes instead of giving me the second one. Nerve that!

The police imply Mabel killed Ishaan. The word is out and several picketers arrived in the neighborhood to hassle Mabel.The neighborhood is now bustling with activists, news vans, and criminals. Persephone’s apparent father suddenly attempts to mingle with them multiple times before he tries to get into his kid’s home.

Mabel, with Nugget supporting her, approaches the man for a conversation. She called the police to no avail.

Mabel tries to get the picketers to leave her alone and leave her community. No one will help. A pair of YouTubers contact Mabel and ask to do a documentary, finally giving her side of the story. With no other choice but to clear her neighborhood of the activists, she agreed.

Mabel then watches the child at her home while Persephone’s mother works at night.

The story moves back and forth between the past and the present. Gorgeous, lyrical, and moving.

Momma had leaky eyes, and I found a Crocs chew to munch while she read to me.

I give this book five paws up!

It will make you think about judging others, innocent victims, and crime. Read it for a great time.

We wuvu u and we will see you next time for Meet Me at the Bookshelf.

*Sassy wavy paws!

Da Nerve: A Column by Sassy

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Have you ever wondered why all the good stuff is hidden under a hard shell? Like watermelon? Let me at it! Yum. Da Nerve!

Knock Knock. Who’s there? Ooze! Ooze who? Ooze a good dog! Bahahah. Wuvu. Da Nerve!

Why do peeps have to blow their noses? Super loud and messy, if you ask me. Dogs and cats don’t do it. Not ever. Get with it, humans. Da Nerve!

Knock Knock. Who’s there? Defense! Defense who? De Fence has a hole in it and that is how I chased the bunny! Da Nerve!

Do you ever stop to think what people did when they saw an eclipse back in the 1500s? Must have fweaked Em out! Lots of running around. Thinking it was all over! Hee hee. I just napped through this one. Da Nerve!

Knock knock. Who’s there? Leash. Leash who? Leash you could do is take me for a walk! Da nerve!

Why is it OK for peeps to wake us up to go to things like the pup daycare, or da vet, but it is not OK for us to wake them up for walks and hugs? Da Nerve!

Knock knock. Who’s there? Eileen! Eileen who? I leaned over to pet the dog and fell off the bed. Da Nerve!