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Sandra Paul

Romantic Times has labeled Sandra Paul's work as "outrageously funny and surprisingly perceptive" while Rendezvous stated "Sandra Paul is imagination with wings." 

Sandra has a degree in journalism, but prefers to write from the heart.  She is married to her high school sweetheart and they have three children, three cats, and one overgrown "puppy."

When she isn't busy working as a Housekeeper, Gardener, Animal Trainer, Short Order Cook, Accountant, Caregiver, Interior Designer, Nutritional Researcher, Chauffeur, Hotline Love Advisor, Handywoman, Landscape Architect, Business Consultant, or serving on the OCC/RWA Board, she loves to create stories that end in happily ever after.
 
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Sandra Paul's Own True Puppy Love!

This is Tuxedo--"Tux" for short.  He's only eight weeks old, and is a Labrador/German hair pointer mix.  We adopted Tux through a puppy rescue organization.  My husband and I first saw him in a cage with a much bigger, shepherd/chow mix that Tux (despite his smaller size) was bullying around.  The girl watching them kept picking up the Chow to "save" him from Tux.  Whenever he couldn't reach his friend, Tux would attack the girl's shoelaces. 


The girl showing Tux said that no one wanted him because he was especially small for his breed(s) and very skinny.  Also, Tux wasn't an "affectionate" puppy--he preferred playing over cuddling.  Despite these problems, we liked Tux.  He had a "go for it, don't worry about the consequences" kind of attitude that we found appealing.  Still, we missed our other dog, Thor, who had recently died and weren't sure we were ready to adopt another little one.  We left to "think it over" only to get a call from the girl a couple of days later saying every puppy they had had been taken but Tux. 

He was lonely all by himself.

So we went to get him to bring him home.

When we brought Tux home we were worried about how skinny he was.  We took him to our vet and discovered that he had parasites.  He had to go on medication.  But even skinny as he was, Tux wasn't much interested in food.  He just wanted to play--and play rough.  When he didn't get his way, he would growl at me and snap and jump around barking.  I was worried about him; I wanted him to learn to be gentle. But Tux wanted to do what Tux wanted to do.  Digging was one of his favorite pastimes.  Whenever he'd get a little milkbone, he liked to dig a hole, drop in the bone, and then lie on top of it.  He didn't mind being dirty at all.

 

 


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