Sorry to have been so quiet for so long. As I like to say, Life Intervenes. I’m in the process of getting back on track and plan on posting with more regularity.

I’d still like to invite you to check out my books at tfenske.com, eBooks are now available for Nook, Kobo, and at a lot of other sites. Sadly, they are no longer available for Kindle Unlimited. That’s a long story so perhaps I’ll share it sometime. Paperbacks are only available through Amazon. Not as long a story but still somewhat sad since many people don’t like to shop from them, but alas, that’s where my publisher is focused right now.

I’m also in the process of transferring an existing domain here. My old web service provider basically doubled their price, but the domain was updated in January and I kind of like that domain. My social media mogul of a daughter had convinced me to come up with the more professional domain I mentioned above, so the web page was redundant. But this blog still had the same old WordPress address, so hopefully all will go well and soon this will have it’s own address. The process was deceptively simple, so I’m sure I screwed it up somehow.

This heads us back to the “life intervenes” statement I made starting this post.

While on that subject, meet Cleo, the latest addition to our clan. She’s a rescue, dog from unknown origins, a stray picked up in Burlington NC seriously injured on January 31. She had several bad bites, including one that left a hole in her neck that they at first thought might have been a gunshot wound. We took her on as a foster-to-adopt and trust me on this: she is one of the sweetest dogs ever.

She still has some problems to overcome though. During the setup to be spayed, they found she had two inguinal hernias and also needed serious dental work and she was heartworm positive. She’s currently recovering from her surgery, hence the donut (she just looks thrilled, doesn’t she?). Dental work scheduled for next week. She’s already started the heartworm regimen. The shelter is handling all of this. Hopefully, after that, her 2024 will start looking up.

She had obviously recently nursed puppies, so we assumed the hernias were caused by pregnancies, perhaps several. She’s a beagle with marvelous ‘blue tick” merle patterns that indicate a cross to achieve that look. We suspect she might have been in a puppy mill of some sort, possibly trying to get pups with that same pattern. My theory is that they knew about the hernias and she was put out rather than deal with them. Then again, she’s pretty smart and quite adept at detecting weaknesses in an enclosure. Ten minutes at the dog park snd she had already found three spots along the fence line that showed weakness.

So, anyway, that life intervened stuff can be good.