UPDATE: The winners are Mina Gerhart and Christy Smid!
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I’m being lazy! I pieced together this patchwork of covers last week for a contest, and I’m using it again because I’m super busy and don’t have time to be original! Do you care?! LOL!
Contest
For a chance to win your choice of one of the books below,
tell me if you have any furbabies/pets, what kind, and their names—and I’d love for you to say what your pets do for you.
Click on any cover to learn more about the story!
Excerpt from Ride a Texas Cowboy…
The house Katelyn Carter had bought sight unseen was kind of like her—weathered by storms and in need of a lot of TLC.
After a quick glance around the empty road, she set her truck into park and stared down the long graveled drive. She let her eyes blur and tried to imagine how the old house must have looked once upon a time before the harsh South Texas sun had baked its exterior. She wasn’t encouraged. Even seen from behind her dirty windshield, she could tell the one-story ranch needed a lot of work, and at the very least, a fresh coat of paint.
A lone tear streaked down her face, surprising her, and she sniffed. One last cry—she deserved that much. Then no more feeling sorry for herself. She had too much to do and a whole new life stretching in front of her.
A loud honk sounded, and Katelyn swung her gaze to her rearview mirror to find that a dusty, older model pick-up truck had pulled up behind her. She swiped away the tears with the back of her hand, and then stuck her arm out the window to wave the driver past.
Instead, the driver-side door opened, and a tall Texan in faded jeans and a cream-colored cowboy hat stepped onto the pavement.
Katelyn cursed under her breath and quickly tilted down the mirror to see whether her mascara had smeared. She didn’t really care what a stranger thought—that was the old Katelyn. Still, some habits died hard.
When boot steps stopped beside her, she glanced up…and found herself trapped by a moss-green gaze that raised the temperature within her cab a notch. The rest of him was just as captivating. Dark brown hair peeked from beneath his hat. His jaw was angular, his chin chiseled. Shallow crows’ feet surrounded those amazing eyes and crinkled when he frowned—as he was doing now. But they were wrinkles caused by the sun, not the weathering of a few years, like hers.
Damn! Here stood the first man she’d met since her separation who made her think of all the steamy possibilities, and he was too young.
She didn’t realize she’d cursed out loud until his soft chuckle washed over her like a silky caress. Her cheeks flamed instantly.
“Women don’t generally cuss me ’til after they know me better,” he said, his baritone voice thick as molasses.
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They’re not really mine… but when my parents leave for vacation, I get to take of my sisters (egg laying hens) Ivy, Carmel, Rapunzel, Blondie… I have to admit they can be fun but also terrorizing little feathery creatures… they look like armless t-rexes roaming about their domain
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LOL. No need to enter me in the drawing. I’ve a tuxedo rescue cat named Scully.
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I love my pets… I have a feral that adopted me years ago and now lives inside… her name is Ashes (Ash) for short. Two of her family members are still around… a big white fluffy furball with black markings named Mickey and A Calico named Calico (Cal for short) LOL. We have two dogs Tinkerbell and Peanut… three birds… Weezer, Diago, and Lamar… I just adopted two hamsters that a family gave away… the names I call them are Chunky and Little Guy… 🙂
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I have two cats, Stormy and Mister. And they provide me with happiness and laughs and love.
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There is Mo-Mo aka Grlie she is a solid black with a white goatee Shih Tzu, she is 13. Such a sweet girl. She is my emotional support dog.
The we have 4 year old Roscoe, a terrier bread. He is my service dog, he’s my ears.
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My sweet semi rescue cat, Ms. Freckles adopted me after my Mother had a stroke. Every day I was driving an hour to the hospital and an hour back at night. Ms Freckles have breakfast , I would have the neighbors watch out tor her while I would be with Mother. When I would get home she would be waiting for me. Ms Freckles was my emotional support animal the whole time Mother was hospitalized. I put in a cat door for Ms. Freckles and her bond buddy Roadie Junior ( JR!) And she continued to be there for me. She and JR! are irreplaceable
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I have a doggo named Ginger. She’s my sweetie. Even when I’m feeling sad, she makes me smile. But the biggest thing she does, she makes my kids melt with love for her!
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Right now I only have 1 cat, his name is Jackson & he’ll be 8 years old this year. He pretty much does what he wants, when he wants, how he wants. I also have a Grandpuppy who lives right next door with my daughter’s family. He’s a St. Bernard, who’s huge & he’ll be 7 in March. He’s our gentle giant.
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I used to have a cat named Stormy. She was sweet and loving but only with me.
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I don’t have any pets I would like a dog but my condo is too small. When I was a kid had a dog name was Pooh bear
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Popper and Sir were our dogs names
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We are military and we travel a LOT to see family so I’ve told my kiddos no getting a dog until hubby retires (at 20 now but prob in for another 6ish), but we had an 18 year old cat, Chester, that passed this year. Soooo we surprised the kids with a cat for Christmas. She’s 7 years old and her name was Samantha – but she didn’t respond to that. So we kept trying names and her name is now Critter. Lol
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Buttons (Toy Poodle) has been gone over 2 years now and I still miss him so much. He was just the most energetic and happy little guy. My husband taught him to do tricks and he loved doing them.
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Sure do. I have a dog named Luke. He’s such a good boy. A cat named poppy. We found her half dead in a parking lot when she was a tiny baby. She’s mean as can be lol. And I have 6 chickens that supply us with pretty blue eggs. Mama and big boy are the only ones I use names for lol.
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I have a cat named Tabitha and 3 horses named Misty, Samson, Panty Raider. They give me sense of security and well being. Unconditional pleasure and love