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Yep. that’s the case in my very sassy and complicated world of PINKED. Nicky French is a woman after my own heart. She loves to be sassy and spontaneous and she’s ballsy and opinionated. For those who know the real girl in me behind Dakotah Black, that’s the kind of woman I am. Having said that, I also love animals so as you can imagine, I had to have a character in the series that is almost exactly like my real life pup, MacGyver. I even named him the same in the book.

MacGyver came to Nicky in a rather unconventional way. See she was kidnapped by a group of burley bikers who in truth were trying to protect her. Of course she didn’t know that at the time. Anyone, the dog kinda came along for the ride so to speak and after the event was all over (one that included a lot of dead bodies killed in creative methods) she adopted the pup. Immediately he became protective of her.

She also has two men vying for her complete affections including one very sexy and rugged cop, Tyler Deverall, who is a mainstay character and Mick St. Simon. Imagine all six foot four inches of blond hulking Aussie mass. MMM… While she’s actively dating both, she know she can’t continue to do that and just when she’s not certain how to decide, MacGyver does it for her. Now you aren’t going to know the decision until the next book in the series. Here’s the synopsis from the last one. See what you think.

FUCHSIA HOT PANTS AND PINK LEMONADE

Nicky was sick and tired of hearing about the stench of garbage from the landfill across from Leopard’s Pointe. So sick in fact she scheduled a meeting with Skylorn Landfill’s owner, Bruno Carletti. When Nicky found out all five members of the Board of Leopard’s Pointe, laying dead in the muck near the edge of the landfill, she headed for Mick’s bar and a kiss of the Irish from her partner, Tyler. Now it went without question that the Board wasn’t going to be successful in shutting down Skylorn’s operation. But the question was–did the owner of the tiny trash company know what was going on?

And then there’s the hot twin from Sampson Wright Development, Parker Barrington, who wasn’t only a suspect in the murders, but a known associate with the Italian Trash Cartel. As Nicky and Tyler start trying to solve the murders, mysterious sewage finds its way into every home in the Leopard’s Point, the area’s most upscale condominium community. Needless to say, everyone is in a cranky mood.

When the landscaper is accused of maiming the Grounds Committee Chair with a weed eater, things go from bad to worse in the blink of an eye. And just as Nicky and Tyler they have it all figured out, the local ice cream truck begins selling drugs next to the rocket pops and fudge bars. It’s amazing what you can buy for $4.99 Then there’s the trash dump right outside their front gate. So what’s a community manager to do? Buy spandex and pray for a miracle.

 Now see why Nicky needs a dog?

Contest time – tell me how a dog or cat has interfered with your date or a night of whoopie. The best and I get to select will receive a copy of any one of the Pinked Series.

Don’t forget to stop back by Rebel Reasoning to sneak a peek at the other creative blogs.

Ciao

Dakotah

I seemed to have hit a chord with my story about Golden Retrievers yesterday and I am SOOOOO glad. The truth is I could probably write stories and antics for years to come. My MacGyver even had a page on this blog notice. Granted, mommie dog has been terrible at putting anything new on and that’s going to stop. My personal muse sleeps at my feet or right by my chair pretty much several hours a day as I write and I reach down and pet him and can’t help but smile. He’s a small Golden, an English to be exact,
and can even fit on my lap – well kinda. LOL.

Throughout the day he’ll nudge me to take him out with his sister, a mix named Goldie Hawn. Yes, daddy named her – go figure. He has a special tennis ball times ten that he loves me to throw and he catches. It’s a nice break in the day and he is like a little boy. See? I could simply write about him. When I decided to put the very likeness of MacGyver in the Pinked Series, there have been nothing short of the antics that he does every day smack in the middle of the book. From chasing cats to being skunked (lordy that was fun right at five in the morning too) I’ll put a lot of his real personality into the mix.

He’s going to be a key player throughout as my hero and heroine, namely a sassy community association manager who takes no guff from anyone, and a real HE MAN (wannabe) cop who hates the community and loves the sexy woman to death, MacGyver is always in the mix to growl in ernest cause he’d rather have mommy all to himself. Then there’s the sexy bar owner who’s vying for her hand too. Well, leave it to MacGyver to decide who she’ll be with. Here’s the synopsis of what I’ve been working on for the 4th book – hopefully coming out in September and I’m dong more pup related stories too.

SHORT STRAWS, PONY BOTTLES & BC POWDER

Ah, the sweet thought of being with the man you love in a moment of pleasure and peace. Too bad the criminals were taking a day off. In the end, both Nicky and Tyler were going to call the wretched experience the honeymoon from hell. Not that Nicky didn’t relish the swell house loaned to them by her new brother in law that sat directly on the whitest of beaches in all of Virginia. No, that wasn’t the problem. The naked dead body floating in the swimming pool was. And with their DNA all over the dead body, somehow neither Nicky nor Tyler truly thought either the Virginia Beach Police or the Oceanside Association Board was going to believe they were innocent.

Confined to the community while trying to prove their innocence, they encounter an entirely new set of insane crass people and bizarre situations including a reality show where murderers have a choice and a strip club where the dancers won’t take no for an answer. Somewhere in the middle, it all gets a little bit kinky as a blackmailer stalks the Association owners and interesting porn pictures appear on the internet. Recruited to help the neighbors, Nicky and Tyler realize God fearing people aren’t who they thought they were.

Amidst puppies and poop, Slip and Slide Saturdays, and Whine and Cheese parties every night, their two weeks can’t go by fast enough. Still, there was the haunting stranger that broiled her wild desires and drove Tyler to the edge of reason. And when the killer is found wearing leather and lace, they both decide Richmond is a much safer insane asylum.

Have a great day!

Ciao

Dakotah

 

 

 


Well I have my answer
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I’ve often said that animals are much better than people and I think there are many reasons. Dogs are my personal favorites but I love horses and cats, snakes and rabbits so I think I’m simply an animal lover. I have two dogs and one is the inspiration for the ongoing furry canine in the Pinked Series – MacGyver, my pup’s real name, and I did a take off on a piece originally for an anthology collection and now being released as a stand alone. I’m so very proud because the cover has my pup as the model. Isn’t that awesome?

In penning pieces with animals, it’s amazing not only how many emotions you can evoke in using them but also the way in which you need to remember to depict them. They have different needs than humans do and they act differently. From the love and wagging of the tail to simply remembering they can’t stay in the house all day long while your characters are gone, writing with and about them is entirely different. I love also using them to “camp” up a scene. All they have to do sometimes is get into a little bit of mischief and you have just gotten several laughs – hopefully from your readers.

In the Pinked Series I have a fictional community association neighborhood where anything and everything crazy and campy happens. MacGyver plays a huge part of the fun and a lovely tool that ties several characters together. But in Through the Eyes of a Golden, I used a different Golden Retriever and one who was soothing broken hearts. It’s not an erotic piece by any means. In fact it was designed to be read to your children or your aging mother and father. It’s just a feel good book about what power of an animal’s love. I’ve very proud of the story as it depicts a hell of a lot I think in a short period of time. Here’s a little taste. It’s being released on the 17th from Rebel Ink Press.

THROUGH THE EYES OF A GOLDEN

SYNOPSIS

Widower William Sowers was torn with a decision to make and one that ripped at his heart. His job as an Animal Control Officer forced him to see too many horrors inflicted on animals. On his regular route driving through the upscale community, Leopard’s Pointe, he happened on a tethered golden retriever and one who had been in the same place for some time. Determining his owners left him behind he did the one thing that might cost him his job. He took the pup as his own and yet Blazer remained sad. When a ride back to his old neighborhood caused a flurry of tail wagging, Bill opened the door.

Bette Parker was alone and saddened by the death of Blazer’s owner. Jake was her friend and constant companion. When the pup disappeared she was beside herself with worry since injury kept her from caring for the abandoned dog. Suddenly Blazer and a handsome man appeared at her doorstep and she thought a touch of divine intervention was finally occurring in her lonely life. Unfortunately Jake’s son wanted the pup and she was forced to reveal where he was. As Bill struggled to deal with his heartache from losing his wife and Blazer, a little magic was sprinkled.

EXCERPT

Bill sighed as he rubbed his eyes. How many years had he been doing this job? The answer was too long. While he loved animals more than anything, it was some of the people who owned them he could no longer stomach. How many vile acts of mistreatment had he seen during his years? Too many. His heart ached for the stories and the poor babies and every one of them he’d longed to take home. Chuckling, he rubbed his tired eyes. If only he could.

As he drove into Leopard’s Pointe waving to Fred, the long time security guard, he shook his head. Sadly the guards not only knew him by name but they’d struck up a conversation or two about their respective experiences in the Korean War. There were too many sad tales in the expensive neighborhood regarding animals. People simply took them for granted.

He eased the truck up the main drag and glanced back and forth at the well-kept landscaping. People kept their lawns better than their animals. Bill, that’s no way to think. Mind your manners. Grinning, he thought about his wife of almost forty years and couldn’t help but smile. Margaret was always right. He’d developed a rather surly attitude after only a few years of being what was called a dogcatcher back in the days. Today William Sowers was a Deputy in the Animal Control Division of Chesterfield County. Which simply meant, he was a dogcatcher.

As he drove through the various neighborhoods thankfully seeing nothing that would require his intervention, he headed toward the one location troubling him the most. Leopard’s Mane was one of the older communities nestled within the gated community association and while the yards were still well maintained, he could tell there was a contingency of older people living in the neighborhood. Sadly that meant more calls about animal issues.

Turning up the heat in his truck he still shivered to the bone. It was damn cold in Virginia in February. At least the sun was burning brightly in the sky showering down like a beacon of hope. Too bad he couldn’t keep those feelings as he drove down one particular street. Every time he did Bill groaned, his heart thumping in his chest. Today was no different. There was no doubt he knew what he’d find – the pup. The creature was more than just a bone of contention. The realization was nagging him to death. Unable to sleep or eat over the past two weeks, he contemplated what the hell to do. Just as he had night after night lying awake in his bed, his heart racing and still he wasn’t certain.

Easing down the street slowly, Bill prayed as he always did that things would be different and the pup would be safely nestled inside perhaps by a roaring fire while his master read a book or watched a movie, content to have a loving fur ball by his side. But as the house came into view he could see his hopes were abated. “Hey little pup. I see you.” Why the hell didn’t anyone else? Were they blind?

He dropped his head and tried to figure out what to do. The dog was obviously chained and while the golden fluff ball had some run of what was a back yard, the pup looked worse and worse every time Bill came into the neighborhood. Granted there was a car parked in front in the driveway, but the house itself had the look of abandonment. In truth several of the houses on the street did. Slowing the car down, he pulled to the curb and parked and could easily hear the poor creature barking up a storm.

Weighing what to do he climbed out of his car and surveyed the neighborhood. He knew one thing for sure. If he took the dog to the county facilities there was a probable likelihood the dog would be put down if the owner didn’t come to claim him. Bill walked up the long driveway and stood in front of the main door. He’d thought about knocking how many times and hadn’t? This time he muscled up the courage and did just that.

Hearing nothing for several minutes, Bill knocked again and inhaled deeply. He could see a partially open curtain and walked to the window. As he peered inside he grew more concerned. There were several moving boxes and very little furniture. The owners had obviously left the dog. “Damn it!” Anger boiled within him. Why the hell couldn’t the people do something better than simply leave their dog behind? What could he do? Bill thought about his family and shook his head. His son lived in Oregon and his daughter hated animals. Sadly he didn’t think some of his friends would be candidates either.

Bill had to at least check on the dog up close and personal and then make his decision. As he neared the corner of the house he resisted gasping. The pool baby had at some point gotten himself tangled in something. He had obvious cuts on his back leg that were healing and in truth he wasn’t as skinny as Bill would have imagined. As the dog backed away he could clearly see the sex. “Hey there, boy. I won’t hurt you.” Kneeling down on his bad knees he grunted but kept still as he held out his hand.

I very much hope you enjoyed and remember to love your pets. Animal cruelty is far too rampant out there.

Purr babies and Ciao 

Dakotah