Anita Tosh lives in Northern California with her husband of almost fifty years and their little Schnoodle, Mitzi. She is a lover of the word of GOD, has taught Sunday school, Bible studies and at ladie's prayer groups. She also loves gardening and cooking.
This excerpt is from chapter two when Jeremy is 12 years old. He is second to the youngest of the six Meyer children and by far the biggest brat.
One of the things I like about this scene is all the animals. We are introduced to Burt the bulldog, Fonzie the Schnoodle, and Bentley the cockatoo.
The home I live in is full of animals. Our oldest daughter, her husband and four children live in the main part of the house. They have 4 cats, a pomskie dog, a squirrel and a tortoise. My husband and I currently have one schnoodle dog to add to the mix.
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The Book of Jeremy
“If Beth is driving, I’d rather walk, but it’s not safe on the sidewalk!” Beth is my oldest sister, and the only one old enough for a driver’s license. Anna paused. “She’s at work today, Jeremy. We’re all walking.” Then she disappeared into her room. Her cool manner ticked me off. Then something triggered my memory. I looked up at the corner of the ceiling and smiled. I ran downstairs to get the broom. On my way to the utility room, I reviewed my chances: Mom and Dad were out, Simeon was mowing the lawn, Ruthie was doing dishes, Debbie was dusting the living room. Fonzie, the schnauzer, saw me heading for the back door and came running to be let out. Bert, the bulldog, came lumbering behind him. I opened the door for them, grabbed the broom, and started back.
The lawnmower stopped, and I heard my brother yell, “Who let the dogs out?” Moving faster, I almost bumped into the birdcage on my way. Bentley, the cockatoo, complained, “Rrrraaa! Watch them apples!” I made it back up to my room, swiped at the corner, and tiptoed over to Anna. Holding the spider on the end of the broom, I pushed open the door.