Monday, October 24, 2016

Rufus: Just Saying: The Ghost Cat -Book!

Rufus: Just Saying: The Ghost Cat -Book!
24 October 2016

I found a book named The Ghost Cat on MomPeople’s shelves. It’s written by my friend Sydney’s MomPeople, Jill E. Bauer. NikkiCat says this is not a spooky book, but because there’s ‘Cat’ in the title, he’s going to read it. And I’m going to listen. NikkiCat is pretty good at picking books.

But I asked what the book was about. In the words of the author:

Benjamin Gordon thought he knew everything there was to know about Pine Top Mountain.  But when his life is turned upside down by a tragic loss, he explores a path his father forbade him to follow and discovers a haunting family secret.

I like mysteries! This sounds like a good one. Read on, NikkiCat.
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Friday, October 21, 2016

Rufus: Just Saying: Halloween Spooky Ghost Witching and my Pal Ranger

Rufus: Just Saying: Halloween Spooky Ghost Witching and my Pal Ranger
October 2016

Rufus: How is everything in Iowa, Ranger? Any new toys you want to share about? Hold on my MomPeople is pulling my tail. I hope she wants to give me bologna treats.
MomPeople says I’m to ask about your MomPeople’s new book.My MomPeople is crazy about your MomPeople’s books. she loved the first book in your MomPeople’s Maggie York series, Ghost Walking.My MomPeople says your MomPeople’s new book is PERFECT for Halloween. Spooky and mysterious. Better than hunting squirrels in the front yard.

Ranger: Oh, wow. You have squirrels? I used to chase them all day...before we moved. I've discovered if you don't have big trees, you don't have squirrels. Darn. I suppose books are okay, but what could be better than hunting squirrels?

Rufus: I know. Kind of hard to believe, but you know how People are.

Ranger: Sorry, I guess I got side-tracked. You asked about toys. I have this new ball thing made of tough rubber and crunchy plastic inside. Makes terrific noises, but is pretty hard to rip apart. Sometimes I multi-task—gnawing on it by the deck doors while keeping an eye out for intruders.

Rufus: Since your MomPeople offers interviewees coffee, I have a pupsicle for you. Yeah, chicken broth frozen in an ice cube tray. Pretty cool, huh?

Ranger: Slurp. It's yummy!

Rufus: Finished?

Ranger: Um, got any more?

Rufus: So, tell me what is the title of your MomPeople’s new book and when can we buy it?

Ranger: Hmm, let me look. She's got the cover on her computer screen. Okay, it's Ghost Witching (A Maggie York Paranormal Mystery)  . And she has October 21 circled on her desk calendar.

Rufus: What’s it about?

Ranger: Ghosts and witches, I suppose. And murder. She always writes about murder. But I don't have time to read her books. I'm too busy guarding the yard.

Rufus: Are there any cool dogs in Ghost Witching?

Ranger: Actually, there is! His name is Scamp. He's a great barker! Ally (my MomPeople) read me that part—probably so she'd get it right. Scamp's an overworked terrier…protects his entire neighborhood!

Rufus: What is your favorite part of your MomPeople’s new book?

Ranger: Scamp, of course. Although I heard her mumbling about a cemetery scene that sounded pretty spooky. She talks to her computer a lot while writing. Sometimes it's not so nice, and I have to cover my ears.

Rufus: Did you help write it? And by that I mean did you keep guard on the house so your MomPeople could write and write? I have to do that  here. Boy, People are exhausting.

Ranger: I ALWAYS guard the house and particularly the yard. So many potential intruders go by here every day. You wouldn't believe it!

Rufus: Ranger, thank you for coming to tell me about your MomPeople’s new book. Let’s go downstairs and get bologna treats. I know how to open the refrigerator! But don’t share that with your MomPeople or mine!

Ranger: Oh, goodie. Let's go! My MP recently cut the treats in half. Vet told her I need to lose a pound or two. Do you see any extra inches on this muscled body?

Rufus:  Dawgs need padding, winter is coming. I’ll go get some pupsicles to wash down our bologna.

BLURB for Ghost Witching
Seeing ghosts should make solving homicides easy, right? Not even close.

 When detectives Maggie York and Josh Brandt catch a new murder investigation involving occult rituals, ghosts, and venomous snakes, it seems like a case that could only happen in New Orleans. Not only does the victim's ghost demand Maggie's attention, but three apparitions begin appearing to her…sending the detectives on a search for more bodies. They soon discover the ghostly trio has links to the Witching Hour Society, an organization of self-declared witches with far more going on behind the scenes. Meanwhile, a neighbor believes the victim killed his family with a curse, and the media eagerly sensationalizes the entire story.

 Making things worse, Maggie and Josh have hit a rough spot in their personal relationship. The tension between them is already high when Josh's ex-fiancĂ©e arrives in town…and wants him back.

Soon the violence is escalating, the ghosts grow more aggressive, and the deeper Maggie and Josh dig, the stranger things get. Welcome to murder New Orleans’ style.

BONUS!!! Excerpt from Ghost Witching:
Maggie sat cross-legged in the witches' circle, listening to the night sounds of the Louisiana swamp giving way to a hazy dawn. The sluggish air failed to stir the moss-hung cypress trees, and humidity clung to her skin. It would be another scorcher.
Her candle flickered, and she turned it to allow more of the wax to trickle down the side. How had her life evolved to include this? A year ago the hard-nosed cop in her would have scoffed at the idea covens actually existed. Now she was part of one. Not that she'd bought the whole occult package, but her denials rang hollow in the face of collaborating with a ghost to track down a killer. Nor could she explain away the knowledge her distant relatives, Dalia and Selena, gleaned from the Beyond.
Dalia's hard stare brought Maggie's attention back to the circle of thirteen. Spooky how the quiet, unpretentious woman knew things…like Maggie's wandering thoughts. She raised her candle in unison with the others as Selena spoke the words approaching the end of the blessing ceremony.
In contrast to Dalia's petite form, Selena was larger than life, literally and figuratively. The priestess raised her arms, her long, ashen hair braid falling over her shoulder, the white muumuu fluttering in the morning air like a giant bird about to ascend. Her voice matched her size, echoing around the clearing, bringing Maggie and the other participants to their feet.
Although Maggie wasn't positive the white witch rite actually did anything, attendance at coven ceremonies had been one of Selena's requirements for teaching her how to assert greater control over the ghostly apparitions who were bound to make more appearances in Maggie's future. The old woman had been particularly insistent tonight, piquing Maggie's curiosity. And a little apprehension. Had Selena had another of her visions, possibly foretelling trouble in the near future? When asked, her cousin had given a typically cryptic answer. "Good and evil are always in motion."
Which told her nothing new. Maggie sighed, darting a glance at the focused women around her. No matter. The future wouldn't be changed by worrying. Besides, she had no real objection to being here and supporting the coven's hopes of healing one member's gravely ill four-year-old niece, for a laid-off worker to find a new job, and a universal plea for greater wisdom. They could all use a dose of that.
While calling upon the Goddess to bless and protect them, Selena made a three-sixty turn, her gown billowing as she included every participant. Maggie suddenly stiffened and peered behind her cousin. Had something dark and wispy swooped past? No, of course not. The lifting dawn mist had fired her overactive imagination.
Yet her heart beat a bit faster, and she joined in the final lines of the closing chant with more gravity than usual.
"In calm or stormy days to come, light our pathways safely home.
Gracious Goddess, grant our plea. So mote it be."
Maggie was tempted to add an "Amen" for good measure.
As they blew out their candles, her cell phone buzzed. She checked the screen. Police dispatch. Her real world snapped back into place. While they'd been surrounded by the hope inherent in these pre-dawn gatherings, someone else had committed the most grievous assault upon society…the murder of one of its citizens.

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Monday, September 26, 2016

Rufus: Just Saying: Book Unfair to DAWGS!

Rufus: Just Saying: Book Unfair to DAWGS!
26 September 2016

MomPeople wrote a book. The whole book thing is just wrong! Her book is NOT about dawgs!  You can tell because of the title: The Lazy Dragon and the Bumblespells Wizard (, She didn’t write a dawg book! Why not?

If she had written a book about me or about dawgs, I bet our neighbor Susan would have brought me a treat. Instead she brought over two books for MomPeople to sign and a plate of cake I wasn’t allowed to eat!

MomPeople thought it was real funny when she said she had no idea writing was fattening. Huh. Not for some of us. Notice MomPeople ate up one of the cake pieces before she took a photo of the treats. I hope she gets fat!

It’s so stupid to write about dragons! Who wants to read about a lazy dragon, Cl’rnce, who has to go on some stupid Quest (not chasing squirrels so who cares?) and meets up with a girl who wants to be a wizard but gets her spells wrong most of the time? Just because they have to defeat an evil hedge witch, and a knight who wants to kill the dragon, and an evil dragon who might even be Cl’rnce’s sister? Phooey!  There’s a silly raven who poops on Cl’rnce, but not one noble dawg!!!

I agree with that rude deer who ate DadPeople’s new plants. Big tongue-stick-out at MomPeople and her unfair to dawgs book.  Rufus

Saturday, August 20, 2016

Does Spelling Taste Good?

Rufus: Just Saying: Does Spelling Taste Good? 
20 August 2016

Big ‘kerfuffle’ in MomPeople’s office. NikkiCat, who hangs out there snarfing up treats from MomPeople, told me. (Not that I’m jealous of NikkiCat. MomPeople made me Pupsicles, and all I have to do is nose-press on the front door when DadPeople and I are outside, and MomPeople fetches me my chicken broth ice cube/ Pupsicle. So there.)

NikkiCat NOT getting a treat for nose-pressing the front door.  He’s on the wrong side, inside. HAH!

Anyway, NikkiCat says the office dragons are all wound up about spelling. I don’t know what spelling is. Kind of like smelling? Smelling is important. But if I never heard of spelling, it probably tastes nasty.

Anyway, NikkiCat says MomPeople’s Cl’rnce Dr’gon can’t spell. Something about ‘postrophes’, which I’ve never heard of so they probably taste bad too. NikkiCat says Chauncey Dr’gon, the big guy who sits on the end of MomPeople’s desk, told the rest of the office a story about why Cl’rnce ‘spells with ‘postrophes’.

Okay, I just saw a chipmunk AND a squirrel, and they need chasing. So if you want to find out why the dragons are upset that Cl’rnce Dr’gon spells weirdly, go to MomPeople’s author site-
Click on the Dragon Tales tab. Tell me if ‘postrophes’ or ‘spelling’ taste good.


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Sunday, July 31, 2016

Hot-Muggy Digging and Dragon Summer

Rufus: Just Saying: Hot-Muggy Digging and Dragon Summer!  

Boy, is this an ‘arf' of a summer! Here in the Bluegrass we have plenty-hot days, but usually not much muggy-hot stuff. But boy, has it been hot and human-id (funny word I heard DadPeople use.) 

DadPeople is still working on making walls for a garden terrace. Which means we dig up stones. He piles them on the ground. I test to see if they’ll fall over. He piles them up again. He empties really nice dirt between the first long pile of rocks and the second. But I’m not allowed to dig in it. Sigh. 
Then he goes to the garden store and comes back with plants. Which is weird since we already have a lot of plants. I supervise.  Well, sometimes I go into the woods and make sure the squirrels stay up in the trees. Somebody has to.  

It wears me out. So I take naps while DadPeople plays in the dirt I’m not allowed in. 

MomPeople is inside doing stuff like ‘proofing’ her book about dragons.  I’m not sure what that means. Probably means looking for escaped dragons. She should come outside with us. I found this dragon in the flower pot.  

 That’s a joke. DadPeople says that’s a SnapDragon flower. It’s not a real dragon. I think. 

But there’s another one. I stay away from him. He hides in the grass. I think he really did escape from MomPeople’s office full of dragons.  

NikkiCat probably let him out. He sits by the storm door and glares at me now that he’s not allowed ‘OWT’ because there are so many coyotes.    
NikkiCat says I’m wrong, and this is what ‘proofing’ looks like. Cats make up stuff all the time. I still think it means the dragons escaped, and Nikki let them out!  


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Thursday, June 30, 2016

Rufus: Just Saying: Lazy? Summer Daze

Rufus: Just Saying: Lazy? Summer Daze
30 June 2016  

The Furry Birds are still robbing the bird feeder, but I can’t chase them. I have to WORK

Dad People got an idea for fancy-ing up a berm along the driveway.   And since he got out the ATV -Green Hornet- to do the work, I gave up Furry-Bird-Watch to help.  You never know when DadPeople and Green Hornet will decide to drive down to the river where there are LOTS of critters to chase. 

Here I’m surveying the area that DadPeople and I will dig out. 

DadPeople and I consult on where the next stone goes

MomPeople helped  DadPeople drag these stones down to the new garden area for the little wall. It wore me out. 

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Saturday, June 18, 2016

Rufus: Just Saying: What’s Going On!

Rufus: Just Saying: What’s Going On! 
18 June 2016  

I have been very busy. I bet you have too. 
I made it through allergy season this spring! I don’t know why I sneezed and sneezed. DadPeople said for me to look at the ‘spray’ from the weeds I like to run through. Huh? 

MomPeople is busy. She’s writing short stories she hopes might be accepted for  CBAY’s upcoming anthology on Witches and Dragons. She is also dancing around about ARCs  (Advance Reader Copy), which are not the same as ‘arfs’ which I am particularly good at, that went out for reading and reviewing before her book is officially released on 1 October.  NikkiCat offered for us to read MomPeople’s book, but NikkiCat wanted bribes. MomPeople just shook her head. 

While MomPeople is busy with writing and writing, the REST of us are VERY busy. Well, NikkiCat is not as busy as he used to be. Seems our mild winter means there are LOTS of coyotes in our woods. So NikkiCat is no longer allowed out for his morning skulk around the house before coming back inside for 23.5 hours of naps. MomPeople says we knew we were moving into a wooded area with wildlife, so we have to adapt. NikkiCat is not happy about adapting away his ‘OWT’ time. 

I am busy not peeing on the pretty grass in DadPeople’s new front garden. I am very proud of myself. 
I also checked the holes where DadPeople dug out new rocks for his redesigned ‘salmon run’. I’m a good digger, so I assured DadPeople there were only worms left in the holes.  

Oh! Turns out MomPeople is right about NikkiCat’s morning ‘perimeter check’ being more about having breakfast ‘OWT.’ Now that he can't go 'OWT,' we have many many squirrels and chipmunks. I spend a lot of time watching and barking at the trees they run up. I think they’re evil. See!  Look at those evil shining eyes! I have to BARK EM!!! 

They aren’t the only ‘evil’ critters. Look at all these! 
First there’s the unnatural Doe-Bird! It eats out of the bird feeder, just like the evil squirrels and turkeys! 

Look at this scary baby-buck! I bet his mom ate bird food and turned evil! 

I do not chase the evil deer. Deer are tricky. Ask the turkeys. First deer act friendly. 

Then they go after you. You have to be careful! 

OH. MomPeople just said the deer and squirrels are not evil. Their weird shiny eyes are because of the light reflected from their eyes. Hmmm. 

I think I’ll keep on Barking ‘Em  from a distance. 

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