A new book for the whole family from Peter and Monique Aubry Frize
The Christmas Puppy
A charming tale of an abandoned Golden Retriever puppy named Duke!
Perfection at first
When Papa rescues Duke from a lonely shelter and brings him home for the Christmas holiday, the puppy is overwhelmed with love and joy.
“This is the best day of my life!”
Then the family ignores him
Everyone is thrilled for a while, but soon the busyness of life takes over: school, work, a new baby. Trying to get attention, Duke barks too loud, too often. Papa banishes him to his doghouse inside a fence in the backyard.
“I’m right back where I started. Alone in a cage.”
Suddenly Duke is a hero!
Sometimes it takes a calamity for folks to be aware of their errors and grateful for their blessings. Duke begins to understand more English, and the family learns more Doglish. A sweet surprise on their second Christmas fills him with happiness like he’s never felt before.
“I couldn’t even have dreamed this would happen!”
Meet Author Peter Frize…
Peter Frize was born in Feltham, Middlesex, on July 28, 1940. After his early education, he worked on cruise ships for a decade. He met Monique in 1967, and they were married in London (UK) in 1968. After moving to Canada, Peter held various positions in the food industry. When the family moved to Fredericton, Peter began his studies at UNB (a baccalaureate in English Literature and Philosophy) and continued at Carleton University in Ottawa. He completed his BA program in 2000. Throughout his studies, Peter wrote many stories and essays, plus a few tales for children.
Meet Editor Monique Frize…
Chapter 1: Alone
The puppy was all alone now. His brother and sister were gone. People had carried them from the cage and out the door at the end of the corridor. He had been sad since that moment.
I miss them so much.
Every minute of every day, he missed playing rough and tumble and chasing each other’s tail. He missed them every night when the shelter was dark and quiet, except for the scruffy black dog in the next cage who snored sooo loud.
Without his brother and sister, the puppy didn’t have much to do. He just sat alone and watched people walk by his cage. Some leaned over and made funny noises at him or poked fingers through the bars to tickle his ears. He liked that a lot, but felt sad when they stood up and walked away.
Each time the door at the end of the corridor opened, the puppy hoped to see his brother and sister run in. It never happened. Only the staff or strangers entered. He did recognize one person who came every morning when he woke up and at night right before bedtime, pushing a rolling cart filled with bowls of food and water. Whenever the food lady arrived at his cage, he wagged his tail and ran around in circles to show how much he liked her.
His life at the shelter wasn’t hard, just boring. And lonely. No one to play with. Ever. Much of the day he lay flat on his tummy, head on his paws, staring down the corridor, wondering…
What’s on the other side of that door?
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King Cobra Press
