My son started saying, very casually, things like, “mama, you know, it would be cool having a puppy,” to which I reply with some sound and a badly executed change of topic. Because I do think too, it would be great having a puppy (not for me, I’m still not over my Westie, but for him). This book does not help any.
Sometimes even the strong requires a helping hand.
The largest, strongest dog in the pack was miserable. He was born to be a leader, yet he wasn’t. He was born to be special, yet he wasn’t. He was called “Grumpy” by the humans. And while he was grumpy and sad, he had every right to be. This was not the life he was meant to have!
When Sean, Molly, and Eliza returned to their home, the mass of twenty-five giant Shiloh Shepherds frightened Eliza. She wanted her puppies! Still, she could see the great sadness in the massive dog’s eyes as he crawled submissively into her room. Her father explained that Grumpy expected to be pack leader, but none of the dogs will accept him.
She objected to his name at once, and once Sean discovered how smart and gentle the dog was with Molly, he suggested they rename him Sentry. When Eliza learned a sentry watches and protects, she agreed with the name change. Sean explained to Sentry that he was to protect Eliza at all times. The change in Sentry was remarkable. He now had the most important job in the world: protecting Eliza.
Saving Sentry is a spin-off from SAVING MOLLY (AMAZON) but each book is a stand-alone and can be read in any order.
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Three of the dogs remember the family
Suddenly, strong arms pulled her from the mob of dogs.
Panda and Coco lost all interest in the bad dog and focused on Sean, wagging their tails. Bandy joined them and pressed her forehead against Sean’s leg.
Molly motioned to the three dogs. “They remember us.”
Sean knelt down and greeted the three while Molly petted the others. He finally glanced up at her. “You scared the shit out me, coming inside here and getting in the middle of a dominance fight.”
“I didn’t get in the middle. I tried to pet the grumpy dog and he growled. Panda and Coco leapt to my defense at once and put him to the ground.”
“Which one is Panda?” Sean asked.
She laughed. “I don’t know…how about the one that looks like a panda bear?” she teased.
“You’re going to pay for that,” he warned with a grin and stared at the dog right in front of him. “According to Miss Smarty Pants, you’re Panda.”
The dog barked once as if answering him.
“Now find Coco,” she challenged.
He pointed to the dark brown one.
Coco barked once and wagged his tail.
He pointed to the dog on the other side of Panda.
She patted his head. “Very good. The bands on his feet have faded, I wasn’t sure you’d recognize him. He’s happy you did, aren’t you Bandy?”
Bandy barked once.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Liza O’Connor lives in Denville, NJ with her dog Jess. They hike in fabulous woods every day, rain or shine, sleet or snow. Having an adventurous nature, she learned to fly small Cessnas in NJ, hang-glide in New Zealand, kayak in Pennsylvania, ski in New York, scuba dive with great white sharks in Australia, dig up dinosaur bones in Montana, sky dive in Indiana, and raft a class four river in Tasmania. She’s an avid gardener, amateur photographer, and dabbler in watercolors and graphic arts. Yet through her entire life, her first love has and always will be writing novels.
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