Moxie's last day: at the beach
It's been a sad month at Casa Sullivan. Our sweet dog Moxie--the inspiration for Luna in my novel The Weredog Whisperer--passed away on March 10.
An Amazon reviewer wrote: Why did the author choose a pit bull as the main character instead of another breed? If they'd read the author's note at the end of the book, they would have found out that I based Luna on my amazing dog, Moxie, who also happens to be a pit bull. Writers are advised to write what they know, and I knew how wonderful pit bulls were from owning one, as well as the bad reputation the breed suffers from a few a**hole people who are into dog fighting.
Our best estimates put Moxie at fourteen years of age. We adopted her from a shelter nine years ago almost to the month and she was maybe four to six-years old then. She developed cancer and we made the difficult decision to allow her to pass over peacefully with a veterinarian's assistance.
The day before her appointment we took her to Fernandina Beach in Florida where dogs are allowed. Even though the radiator on my hubby's car blew a gasket on the way and we were stranded at a mechanic's shop, we rented a car and continued on to the beach since his car wouldn't be ready for days. No way were we going to let anything keep us from making Moxie's last day on Earth special.
Her epitaph reads: Moxie--the BEST dog EVER!
An Amazon reviewer wrote: Why did the author choose a pit bull as the main character instead of another breed? If they'd read the author's note at the end of the book, they would have found out that I based Luna on my amazing dog, Moxie, who also happens to be a pit bull. Writers are advised to write what they know, and I knew how wonderful pit bulls were from owning one, as well as the bad reputation the breed suffers from a few a**hole people who are into dog fighting.
Our best estimates put Moxie at fourteen years of age. We adopted her from a shelter nine years ago almost to the month and she was maybe four to six-years old then. She developed cancer and we made the difficult decision to allow her to pass over peacefully with a veterinarian's assistance.
The day before her appointment we took her to Fernandina Beach in Florida where dogs are allowed. Even though the radiator on my hubby's car blew a gasket on the way and we were stranded at a mechanic's shop, we rented a car and continued on to the beach since his car wouldn't be ready for days. No way were we going to let anything keep us from making Moxie's last day on Earth special.
Her epitaph reads: Moxie--the BEST dog EVER!
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