Kassie Talks Back in Letters to Louise

By Barbara Galley

An adorable little Bichon Frise puppy named Kassie is tenacious
in her pursuit to persuade her human owner (Mom) to her way of
thinking. Her letters to Louise help to ease her frustration with her
owner. Back and forth dialogues add lots of humor and absurdities
to every situation Kassie encounters with her mom.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Apr 13, 2012
• ISBN: 9781469169774

Barbara Galley

Barbara Galley is a Retired Special Education Teacher and a native of beautiful Southern California. She started journaling in 2003 and found it easy to incorporate Kassies antics and her own imagination in this, her fi rst Fiction Novel. It was written purely for its hilarious content and no harm was ever intended or came to Kassie, her much loved puppy.

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Copyright © 2012 by Barbara Galley.

Library of Congress Control Number:       2012904274

ISBN:         Hardcover                               978-1-4691-6976-7

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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to any actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

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This book is dedicated to my friend Louise who believed in me from day one.

Acknowledgments

To everyone who assisted me in creating this book, I am eternally grateful.

First and foremost I thank my God for all the gifts He has given me and the answers to prayers I’ve prayed over this manuscript.

Thank you to my sister Stella Steward for the countless hours she spent reading this manuscript over and over without a single complaint.

I would like to express my deepest gratitude to Daniel and Dinah Galley, my son and daughter, for their technical support.

Special thanks to my son Lamont Duncan and his wife Elizabeth who were kind enough to give this manuscript a final review before it went to publishing. It meant so much to me.

Not forgetting my amazing friends Brenda Stratton and Sandy Lieberman for their encouragement throughout this entire process.

I would like to thank Alana Ronen and Stephanie Ronen for editing my book. Their combined effort meant so much to me.

Lastly, many thanks to Xlibris Publishing and their entire team that worked to get this manuscript into a professional format.

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Dear Miss Louise,

I guess I should tell you how I came to be Mom’s forever dog. It was a beautiful bright sunshiny day in July when Mom came to see me at my former owner’s home. I was in a pen with my two siblings. Mom said she was only interested in a female puppy. She said the boys were cute, but she wasn’t interested in any little leg raisers. Those were my sentiments exactly; I’d had enough of the boys peeing on me. My owner lifted me out of the pen, and I frolicked all over my soon to be new mom. She just fell in love with me. She told my owner she would be back to pick me up in the morning. Mom went out and purchased a beautiful pink harness and leash for me. They were just like the ones I had been dreaming about all my life. Mom also bought me my very own car seat, crate, and lots of dog toys. Can you imagine that? Wow! I knew my new mom was someone special. She wanted to keep me safe in the car.

Mom returned the next day to pick me up. I had just turned three months old. She took me home and showed me the house and the outside patio where I was to go and do my business on paper she had put down for me. I was used to going on paper, but I had never been inside a house. I was busy exploring my new digs when I stopped and peed on the floor. Mom swept me up and put me outside on the paper. After three or four times of Mom swooping down on me, I started getting the hang of things. My new home was not