I have tried to digest and get used to the sensation of seeing my book in magazines, but it’s still a pinch-me moment that feels surreal.
I feel proud for completing the mammoth task of writing and editing the book and sending it off into the big world for all to see. And then there is the other part of me that feels happy yet overwhelmed by the retuning heart-aching reminder of the very reason for writing Perfect cocker spaniel.
So I’ll keep the news short.
It looks beautiful. They’ve given me an entire page. And there is a photo of me and Oscar.
I did a happy little dance. And I did cry a little, too. It felt like an early Christmas present.