Bullette and Jessica

By James Chisman PhD

Dr. James Chisman is a retired industrial engineering professor from Clemson University. His publications include a biography of an obscure Irish poet, Johnny Tom Gleeson, a Civil War memoir, 76th Regiment, Keystone Zouaves, two textbooks on simulation modeling, one published by Prentice Hall, and many articles in technical and nontechnical magazines. He wrote and produced in Cork, Ireland a narrated musical song and dance review based on Victor Herberts life and music.
He also has done productivity consulting work here and abroad. From his travels to over 78 countries, he has gathered enough interesting material to fill another Xlibris book, Travels and Tribulations: A Memoir.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Jun 20, 2011
• ISBN: 9781462888825

James Chisman PhD

Dr. James Chisman is a retired industrial engineering professor from Clemson University. His publications include a biography of an obscure Irish poet, Johnny Tom Gleeson, a Civil War memoir, 76th Regiment, Keystone Zouaves, two textbooks on simulation modeling, one published by Prentice Hall, and many articles in technical and nontechnical magazines. He wrote and produced in Cork, Ireland a narrated musical song and dance revue based on Victor Herbert’s life and music. He also has done productivity consulting work here and abroad. He has travelled to 78 countries and has lived in six of them. This book was researched and written while he was a Fulbright Fellow to Ireland. He recently published a children’s book through Xlibris : “Bullette and Jessica” and “ Travels and Tribulations.”

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Copyright © 2011 by James Chisman, Ph. D..

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Contents

Bullette’s Grand Entrance

Bullette’s First Bath

Tarzan the Guinea Pig

In This Corner, Weighing Ten Pounds, Is Blackie

Playing Possum

Bullette to the Rescue

Bats in the Chimney

Bullette Attacks a Frozen Turkey

How Much Wood Can Bullette Chuck?

Bullette Plays Ball

To Bee or Not to Bee

DEDICATION

This book is dedicated to my late dear wife, Elaine Cromer Chisman.

Acknowledgment

I wish to thank Karen Ackerson, Executive Director of

The Writers’ Workshop of Asheville (NC), and Edie Melson,

freelance writer and editor (Simpsonville, SC), for their editing suggestions

Bullette’s Grand Entrance

Whose dog is that? nine-year-old Jessica asked her mother as they walked down their driveway to get the mail. Mrs. Long replied that she hadn’t seen the dog before either. The dog, short-haired dirty white mutt, looked at Jessica and wagged its tail. The blonde, ponytailed tomboy hoped that the dog was a stray so she could adopt her—she so wanted a dog.

Jessica said, Come here, girl, and the dog ran up to her. Jessica bent over to pet it, and the dog gave her a big slurp on her face. Jessica jumped back and raised her hand to wipe her face. The dog gave out a yelp and jumped backward.

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Mrs. Long said, The dog was probably abused, which is why she’s so scared.

Mrs. Jason, a neighbor, came out to tell them about the dog. "The dog just showed up here a few days ago. She had no collar or other identification. I put some