My Cyber Monday 99c book sale may be over, but a gallery of wonderful pictures of endorsers of Getting Naked for Money remains. I already posted a few in Single-Minded on Cyber Monday, but there are many more. I will continue with this series until I have thanked everyone.
I have started, naturally enough, with pictures of dogs. Many of you know I’m besotted with my terrier mix, Madeleine, but some may not be aware that I was once a regular dog blogger, and still occasionally post on Will My Dog Hate Me.
That’s how I met Roxanne Hawn, companion to the pups pictured at the top of this page. Although I’ve had the pleasure of meeting Roxanne in real life, at a pet blogger’s conference, I have not yet made the acquaintance of wonderpups Clover and Tori.
I have not met either Max or his person, Karen Luther, IRL but adore them both and not just because Karen posted a great review of my book on Amazon.com
I do know Ty and his “brother” Buster–along with their traveling companions, Rod and Amy Burkert–well. When I noticed that Ty had his eyes closed in this picture, Amy assured me that I shouldn’t take it personally, that sleeping is Ty’s default mode. Buster has a little crush on Madeleine, as many dogs do.
Bogie is also among Ms. M’s admirers, though he has given up on her after bouts of attention barking yielded little effect. I have known Bogie’s person, Vera Marie Badertscher, since she started a group for women writers in Tucson, an effort for which I have long been grateful. We have both been travel writers/bloggers and genealogy bloggers, I at Freuds Butcher, she at Ancestors in Aprons.
Perhaps I should mention in a not-unrelated aside that Vera Marie is a great cook and has gifted me with many baked goods.
I e-met Jen Alford, publisher of The In-Depth Genealogist magazines, newspapers, and books, through Freud’s Butcher. Until recently, I had no idea she was a dog lover, or that she had corgis. Needless to say, this endeared her to me even more.
What a community of cuties!
I am incapable of a posting a few pictures without making a big production of it. I’ll end here, with a promise of more to come.