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Old 10-24-2014, 02:36 PM   #4755
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I am seriously considering reading Dead Beat just because it is almost Halloween. It always gets me in the mood...
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I was thinking the exact same thing today.
I don't have much time for reading these days, and I have about six new series to start, so I don't want to get into anything new.
Maybe it's time to saddle up Sue!
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Quite honestly I never thought of that, in fact I never have thought of a single book re-read concerning 'The Dresden Files'! But I think you guys may have altered my thinking! Hmmmm....
Okay! I'm in! I just started my Halloween Holiday re-read of Dead Beat and in the first chapter there's a paragraph that elicited a big belly laugh along with some warm cuddlies from me! It was this:
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A shaggy section of the kitchen floor hauled itself to its feet and came to meet me with a sheepish, sleepy shuffle. My dog, Mouse, had started off as fuzzy little grey puppy that fit into my coat pocket. Now, almost a year later, I sometimes wished I’d sent my coat to the cleaners or something. Mouse had gone from fuzz ball to fuzz barge. You couldn’t guess at a breed to look at him, but at least one of his parents must have been a wooly mammoth. The dog’s shoulders came nearly to my waist, and the vet didn’t think he was finished growing yet. That translated into an awful lot of beast for my tiny apartment.
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