Today we have a special treat, guest author, Linda Wisdom, author of the very popular, Hex series! She’s here talking about her very special children. Thank you for visiting us, and reminding us all that our pets are children too!
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First of all, a mega thank you for MamaWritersBlog for having me and allowing me to talk about my kids.
“Are you awake, Mom? Mom, you awake? Mom, wakey wakey. Mom.”
Yep, just a typical morning in the Wisdom household as my son does his wake up thing. Except
when I open my eyes I see a little white furry face with black button eyes while a cold nose nudges my cheek.
No, my son doesn’t need a shave. Barney’s a three-year-old white mini-Schnauzer whose idea of waking me up is sniffing my face and nuzzling me until I’m alert enough to climb out of my nice comfy bed and take him downstairs so he can go outside.
And while he’s outside, I’m hearing “Awake here!” That means my other son, Syd, our twenty-eight-year-old Amazon Panama nape parrot, wants to be uncovered.
If I could just teach one of them to fetch coffee, because I can’t get it until they have their ‘me’ time.
Some people don’t believe in treating your critters like humans wearing fur, feathers, or even shells o
r scales. You’ll even hear the dreaded “but he’s a dog.” Yes, he is, but you’d be amazed how much those little guys understand.
And all our guys have minds of their own.
Barney came to our household last summer when he was lost in the neighborhood. It took three weeks to find his owner, I was heartbroken to return him, but two days later the owner called me and asked if I wanted him. You’d think he’d always been with us. When people hear me talk to him, they think I’m talking to a human. He’s smart enough to know what I’m saying and he’s very vocal. And many times he’s happy stretched out in my chair with me when I’m writing. Friends told me Barney was sent to me since my beloved Chihuahua/Yorkie, Bogie, was going on eighteen and showing declining health. Bogie went to Rainbow Bridge in January and Barney did offer a lot of comfort then. And he still does. Although he’s only twelve pounds, that little guy does a great job of hogging the bed and it’s “no, you move” when I want more room. He seems to think my side of the bed is also his even if he has his own blankie on the bed. :}
Syd has a habit of coming upstairs if he feels neglected. Nothing like hearing a “hi!” and seeing him walk into my office, ready for his share of attention and his playpen.
Luckily, Barney’s smart enough to stay out of beak and claw range. Syd’s been featured in a past book and I know he’ll show up again.
They’re not my only kids. There’s also Florence, a twenty-four year old tortoise we’ve had
since she was a baby that our avian vet gave us. We’re talking tortoise with attitude. She believes the house is hers. She wants wall-to-wall carpeting, A/C and central heat. During the summer she has her Dogloo and hibernates in the guest bathroom during the winter. Definitely a conversation piece for visitors especially since she snores when she’s hibernating. Florence may use her senses, but if I call her she will come since she follows the sound of my voice. And she loves nothing more than having the top of her head rubbed. She’s also appeared in one of my books.
They’re not my pets. They’re my babies, my muse at times, and I love them all. That’s why they show up in my books.
My kids won’t be honor students, but that’s okay. They’re tops with me.
Even if Barney does his “Mom, are you awake?” at 5am, because he’s decided he’s got to go outside.
What about you? Do you have furry, feathery, scaly, or shell kids?
Linda
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Linda is a born and bred Californian who’s written from the first day she could hold a crayon.
After she sold her first two books to then brand spanking new Silhouette Books she continued on, also writing for Dell Candlelight Ecstasy, Harlequin Books, Bantam Loveswept, and a romantic suspense for Kensington.
Her office shows the magick she likes to instill in her books with her collection of dragon and faery figurines, Pocket Dragons and Halloween Barbies.
Her Hex series, along with some of her backlist books, have been optioned for TV and movies.
She lives in Southern California with her husband, two dogs, a parrot, and tortoise that all create their own form of magick.
Visit Linda at www.lindawisdom.com




Oh Linda~
I know just what you’re talking about. I have a 10 year-old three-legged Bengal with a bad attitude who, not only expects to be fed his wet food at 5AM, but thinks he can lie about getting fed later, when the rest of the world awakes. My DH and I have a signal. If the light in the pantry is on, he’s been fed, still sometimes Raja is so persuasive, it makes me wonder if we just left the light on all night, then I’m digging through the garbage looking for evidence. {sigh} that happens once a week at least.
All my furry kids have been in my books. Raja is Tripod in Breakfast in Bed, my dog black Lab/St. Bernard mix, Clancy (God rest her soul) was Dave in Romeo, Romeo and Too Hot to Handle (well, with a sex change) and my dog Jasmine a pointer mix we rescued is in Yours For the Taking which will be out in January. I’m still trying to figure out who would be the perfect pet for my yellow lab, Sambuca. He’s sooo naughty it is going to take a very special character to put up with him.
Hi Linda,
You know we share a love of furry children. Luckily, my new baby Brandy sleeps through the night, which has endeared her to me since day one! Great post!
xo
Marie
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Linda,
I’m THRILLED you’re here! I’m “in” the RWASD chapter — though I’ve not actually BEEN to a meeting. The group is so supportive, and just what I need… (up the road a bit, in Temecula!) Hoping that this year I actually get to at least a few meetings.
Your kids remind me of my “oldest” — Millie, a mix breed from the pound, brought into our lives about a week after my hubby and I moved into our first home. She has no idea she’s a dog. The neighbors all love her. She’s integral to our daily routine, as is her new best friend, Patches the cat.
Thanks for reminding us our feathered and furry friends are every bit as much our kids.
Have a great day!
~Ashley
Robin!
We had a St. Bernard/lab mix, Fergie, but she was brown and white.
And yes, there’s times we need that special character.
Your books are so good and the critters really round them out.
Linda
Thanks Marie!
Yes, we do.
Brandy’s turning into such a great baby for you.
Linda
Hi Ashley!
I’m just up from you in Murrieta.
It’s a great chapter. We should talk about carpooling.
Linda
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Great! Let’s do it! We’ll talk before next meeting… have a super day!
~Ashley
Once our boys grew up and moved I thought I’d find more time to write – but, once the boys were gone our house was empty so we got puppies, a Scottish Terrier (Smokey) for him and a Pembroke Welsh Corgi (Bandit) for me.
Now we not only have agilit lessons at the park once a week, there is training in the backyard during the week, and then at least once a weekend a month at the agility trials.
So of course, these are not really pets, but short, hairy, four footed adopted grandchildren who don’t speak good English (see below).
Got this from a friend as part of the Pet Owner’s Bill of Rights.
Finally, in fairness, dear pets, I have posted the following message on the front door:
TO ALL NON-PET OWNERS WHO VISIT AND LIKE TO COMPLAIN ABOUT OUR PETS:
(1) They live here. You don’t.
(2) If you don’t want their hair on your clothes, stay off the furniture. That’s why they call it ‘fur’-niture.
(3) I like my pets a lot better than I like most people.
(4) To you, they are animals. To me, they are adopted sons/daughters who are short, hairy, walk on all fours and don’t speak clearly.
Remember, dogs and cats are better than kids because they:
(1) eat less,
(2) don’t ask for money all the time,
(3) are easier to train,
(4) normally come when called,
(5) never ask to drive the car,
(6) don’t smoke or drink,
(7) don’t want to wear your clothes,
(8) don’t have to buy the latest fashions,
(9) don’t need a gazillion dollars for college and
(10) if they get pregnant, you can sell their children …
And we’re off to Woofstock in Balboa park morning.
Very true, Terry!
A former agent used to hear “I told you you can’t do that!” somtimes when she’d call me.
Barney’s shown to be super smart. Probably smarter than me! :}
Welcome again Linda, and thank you so much for being here with us!!! Great post!
Hi Linda –
Oh I love my fur kids SO much!!! I have a little Boston Terrier named Yodette. (Yoda but a girl
She is the smartest and sweetest dog… Very spunky and full of attitude…
Maybe not an honor student, but definitely hold a key to my heart!
Great blog!!!
I had NO clue you have a big tortoise! WOW!!! Can you housebreak a tortoise?
Thanks again for the blog!
Lisa
Thank you for having me, Eliza.
I ended up with an asthma attack this morning. Not fun!
I’m glad I could share my kids.
Oh my! I hope you are feeling better Linda!!!
How cool, Lisa! They’re all so smart, aren’t they?
No, you can’t housebreak a tortoise.
Florence would prefer sleeping under the bed. Not a good idea with the snoring.
It’s hard to believe I once carried Florence in the palm of my hand and she lived her first five years in a terrarium.
Hi Linda
I married so late I never had human kids, but I have had many pets all my life from the usual to a parrot, a turtle and a goat. Since I’ve lived on my own, I’ve had furry kids for many years. Right now my dh and I have four cats, all but one rescues.
So you are woken up in the morning also.It’s our gray tuxedo cat, Gabriel who has assigned himself that chore in our house. What our four like best is our being their doorman (or woman). Having grown up outdoors, they feel driven to run in and out all day or night as the case might be. though we do are best to get them in at night due to coyotes, racoons and owls The three girls, Sabrina, Fiona and Tabitha – ages 12, 11 and just under 1, and all different colors, actually rule the household most of the time.
We may get bothered at times, but we love them dearly. I’m so glad you put them in your books. Even I have put a dog from my past in my first novel which I am just finishing. It’s a border collie. However, as the book is a Regency, I can’t call him that as the name wasn’t given to the breed until much later. In fact, I found out that collie just meant “working dog” or “farm dog” in that period.
I wish you and all your darling pets the best, and thanks for the fun blog. Since I’ve been up all night writing, I can say it has made my day.
Thanks Eliza, I am.
Just one of those nasty surprises. But it’s something that’s easily fixed, so to speak.
Thanks Carol Jo,
I have a shape shifter Border collie in Hex in High Heels. I love the breed.
We had a collie mix when I was little who loved to run with the coyotes. They’d show up, yipping for him to come out to play and he’d take off for a few days.
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Hi Linda – Welcome to MamaWriters! Pets are definitely children…for many years, pre-hubby and pre-child, I had a furbaby named Xena. She was a blond cocker spaniel and my best bud. She used to sit at my feet while I was on the computer, sprawl across my pillows, and generally rule the roost.
Today, we have a new furbaby, well he’s not so new…but still a puppy. And he, too, loves to sit at my feet. Love that.
Love to see the Pet Mamas here!
Thanks Jeannie.
Barney likes to sit on my feet.
And no surprise all my critters have attitude. But that’s what makes them fun.