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DD just received a tremendous review from Todd Fonseca on the Tag My Book at Amazon! site. Here is an excerpt: “This is an engaging, page turning, can’t put it down, don’t know where the time went, read. In fact, when I received Horner’s book I had already started Steig Larsson’s “The Girl Who Kicked…
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Glued to my laptop as usual, but not doing any actual writing. Instead, I’m working, working, working on photo pages for Six Cats in My Kitchen. It was fun for a while but now it’s really becoming a chore. Finding photos, scanning them in, sizing, cropping, combining them in a pleasing (I hope) arrangement on…
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As the title of this post suggests, Rumor was a tad crazy. One minute he would beg to be petted, the next he might snarl and try to bite the hand that petted him. When we rescued him he was sick, feverish and infested with ringworm. One eye was irritated and dripped constantly, a problem…
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Pepper, our Texas calico looked a lot like Pepper I, who disappeared from our yard while we lived in Schaumburg, Illinois (near Chicago.) She was cranky and demanding but very pretty, and sweet when she wanted to be. She had no patience at feeding time in the morning, loudly telling me to hurry it up!
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Coco had a rich, mottled brown coat that always made me think of a mink. She’s the only one of the six cats that I actually bought, for reasons you will need to read about in the book. If you can’t wait for it to come out on kindle (complete with several pages of photos)…
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This is Tommy, Lord Cat. He joined our family one week after we moved to Houston from Chicago. A little terrorist who drove Shadow and the rest of us crazy until he calmed down with age, he became my best pal. I cried for days when he went to cat heaven. We now have another…
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I’m attempting to add photos to my memoir, Six Cats in My Kitchen. It’s a challenge! This is Shadow, the cat who flew down to Texas with us from Chicago. Wasn’t she beautiful?
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DARLIN’ DRUID PROLOGUE Chicago; April, 1872 “Saints above! Where is it?” Jessie muttered, slowly making her way across the dark, fog-shrouded field. She couldn’t see one blessed thing. The moon had shown brightly when she left the boarding house, but this irksome blanket of white had rolled in off Lake Michigan when…
Lyn Horner's Corner
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