| Author: | Gretchen Rix | ISBN: | 9781310108808 |
| Publisher: | Gretchen Rix | Publication: | January 17, 2015 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords Edition | Language: | English |
| Author: | Gretchen Rix |
| ISBN: | 9781310108808 |
| Publisher: | Gretchen Rix |
| Publication: | January 17, 2015 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords Edition |
| Language: | English |
In each of these original Boo and Baby stories from the author of The Cowboy's Baby and Talking To The Dead Guys, something always goes wrong. These tales introduce you to two of the quirkiest animals that Texas has ever seen.
There's singing involved here somewhere. It says so right in the title. You're going to enjoy their screwball adventures, and you're going to laugh.
From Boo-Hoo Who!
The sound of a vehicle door opening was like opium to their dog Boo. Police car, garbage truck, animal control van, serial killer in a stolen pickup, it made no difference to Boo. She'd jump in with anyone.
"Name's Corey Smith," the serial killer said, introducing himself with a smile aimed over Boo's back straight at Flannery Sommers.
And from Deja Boo All Over Again.
The Friday night preview feature of the local comic-con wasn't worth the gasoline it took to bring them there. Until Baby arrived. They had Baby in a muzzle contraption and were escorting him down the hall toward the fountain as if he were Hannibal Lecter.
Olive could tell the exact moment Baby saw Boo by the gasp of the crowd. Then by the bull's bellow and Boo's scream. Baby bellowed like the bull he was. Boo bayed like the wolf she wasn't.
In each of these original Boo and Baby stories from the author of The Cowboy's Baby and Talking To The Dead Guys, something always goes wrong. These tales introduce you to two of the quirkiest animals that Texas has ever seen.
There's singing involved here somewhere. It says so right in the title. You're going to enjoy their screwball adventures, and you're going to laugh.
From Boo-Hoo Who!
The sound of a vehicle door opening was like opium to their dog Boo. Police car, garbage truck, animal control van, serial killer in a stolen pickup, it made no difference to Boo. She'd jump in with anyone.
"Name's Corey Smith," the serial killer said, introducing himself with a smile aimed over Boo's back straight at Flannery Sommers.
And from Deja Boo All Over Again.
The Friday night preview feature of the local comic-con wasn't worth the gasoline it took to bring them there. Until Baby arrived. They had Baby in a muzzle contraption and were escorting him down the hall toward the fountain as if he were Hannibal Lecter.
Olive could tell the exact moment Baby saw Boo by the gasp of the crowd. Then by the bull's bellow and Boo's scream. Baby bellowed like the bull he was. Boo bayed like the wolf she wasn't.
