|This picture was taken the day I met my first Newfoundland|
After five seconds with Londerry my white dress was covered with long black hair and ropes of slimy saliva. He was so happy to see me!
The visit was a success. I made life-long friends of the aunt and uncle. I ended up marrying the boyfriend. And, I never forgot Londerry.
Years later, I took a course on Emily Dickinson at Mount Holyoke College. On the very first day of class my professor mentioned that the poet owned a Newf for sixteen years. The dog was her constant companion. I was dumbstruck. My image of this pristine poet dressed in white changed forever. Anyone who owns a Newf is not pristine. They are in a constant state of dishevelment! As a children's book writer, I knew I had to share the story of Emily and her dog with children.
Finally, I will. Thanks, Londerry!
|My book about Emily Dickinson and her dog will be out and about February, 2012.|
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