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A Healing Way: Two Dogs, A Coyote And An Old Soul
A Healing Way: Two Dogs, A Coyote And An Old Soul
A Healing Way: Two Dogs, A Coyote And An Old Soul
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A Healing Way: Two Dogs, A Coyote And An Old Soul

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To know heart-wrenching loss means you've known heart-blossoming love.

Remy and Baux, two Australian shepherd puppies, find themselves abandoned in a cemetery. Because they're not full-blooded, the human owners have tossed them aside like yesterday's trash. They're not only separated too early from their mother, but they also lose their litter mates. They know they're scared and hungry, but what they don't know is that a winter's storm like none other heads their way. They're all alone. Or are they?

One day, after they've watched a funeral during which they see emotion like they've never seen before, a coyote steps into their midst. He seems to be knowledgeable, and certainly doesn't mind telling stories, some going as far back as to ancient Native American beliefs about coyotes. Do these stories have any meaning to Remy and Baux, or are they just tall tales? Most important, is the coyote friend or foe?

Meanwhile, miles away, as the storm barrels in, a man stays alone in his darkened, shadow-filled house. He's lost all his dogs, but he's lost something even more significant -- he's lost his wife, the love of his life. He's getting lost in the shadows. Grief pulls and tugs at him, threatening to sweep him away from the world of the living.

Will these forces come together and if they do, what will happen?

From the imaginative mind of author David Weiskircher, Two Dogs And An Old Soul is an extraordinary adventure into the emotion-charged world of love and loss that will intrigue readers of all ages.
LanguageEnglish
PublisherBookBaby
Release dateMar 10, 2015
ISBN9781483549279
A Healing Way: Two Dogs, A Coyote And An Old Soul
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David Weiskircher

David Weiskircher grew up in the tree-studded hills of Ohio, before abruptly moving to Florida where there are few trees and even fewer hills. From there he made a short hop to Atlanta, a place that provided plenty of trees and a sprinkling of hills. He worked for Corporate America hoping he'd come to love it - or, at least, be sufficiently deluded by it - but such was not the case. One lucky sunny day, Mr. Weiskircher looked to his side and found his love standing, patiently waiting. He and his wife had years together and though they had enjoyed their time abundantly, it wasn't nearly enough. Breast cancer saw to that. Instead of children, the pair went with dogs, and soon after, a menagerie was born. Nearly all were herding dogs. When Mr. Weiskircher's wife died, he found himself in the middle of a raging storm. But he had shepherds by his side. They saw the storm . . . and they kept him moving forward on the right path. And now, in his spare time, Mr. Weiskircher writes about things he learned in life, and more often than not, dogs.

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    Chapter 1

    Remy had noticed that it was getting colder these last few days. He also noticed that it was getting darker earlier. He knew that meant that he and his brother would have to spend more time keeping an eye out for the animals that roamed the woods at night in the cemetery. Animals always got hungrier in winter. He knew about winter but had never actually been in one. He didn’t quite know what to expect but he knew he had to be ready.

    He called to Baux, who was playing with an old shoe. Remy wanted him to stay close.

    Despite the way they looked – like full-blooded dogs – it had turned out that Remy and Baux were dogs of mixed breed. Things had changed quickly and drastically and Remy was still trying to figure it out. For the hundredth time, he went through everything in his mind. He never said anything out loud because he didn’t want Baux to worry more than he already did.

    They and their siblings had belonged to a family who raised full-blooded Australian shepherds. The family lived on a large farm in the hills of Georgia, about fifty miles from Atlanta. They’d been raising Aussies (as the dogs were informally known) for several years. They had three sires and four bitches, and tried to have a litter of puppies for sale every few months. They had blue and red merles. A dog with the right bloodline and look could fetch $600 to $1000 from a city-person.

    Remy and Baux’s mother had come from a known bloodline. She was strikingly handsome, with a lustrous, blue merle coat. The merle gene that some Australian shepherds possessed created an unusual and distinctive looking coat. It was mottled, usually in colors ranging from the darkest black to smoky-grays, the combination of which created an overall blue appearance. There were also red merles, and their colors ranged from pale cinnamon to liver.

    Australian shepherds could have solid brown eyes, but they could also have eyes flecked with other colors, usually blue. This also came from the merle gene. Remy and Baux’s mother had a large fleck of blue in her left eye.

    Otis, another Australian shepherd, a big and burly dog, one with a short temper, was one of the studs on the farm. He was supposed to be their father. Apparently, Remy and Baux’s mother didn’t much care for Otis, so she had found another boy-dog, a stranger it would seem, to spend time with. And, it seems, that dog wasn’t a full-blooded Australian shepherd. And, it seems, he was the father of the puppies.

    The Old Man who owned the farm stood stooped over the gate of the dog pen. He looked like a vulture ready to take his meal. Truth be told, he didn’t like dogs. To him, a dog had limited use on a farm nowadays and he certainly didn’t understand those who treated their dogs like little people. The reality was that farming, something he and his father had done their entire lives, wasn’t all that easy and it didn’t pay all that well. About ten years ago, he discovered that he could make a good amount of money selling full-blooded dogs to city people. And if city people wanted to treat the dogs like people, so be it.

    Ever since the puppies had been born, he’d ignored them. He had other work to do around the farm. His fifteen-year-old son took care of the puppies and the other dogs. Today was the first day in a few weeks that he’d come to look at them. He knew that in another couple of weeks, they’d put them up for sale, and he wanted to see what he had so he could figure on how much money to expect.

    When he saw the puppies, his heart sank. Even without scientific proof, he knew immediately they weren’t full-blooded.

    These dogs won’t bring us a dime. They’re nothing but cur dogs. His contempt was evident. He turned to his son. How’d this happen? Anger filled his voice.

    The mother of the puppies took to her feet. She stared at the two men who were looking at her puppies. Although she liked the boy, she didn’t like the Old Man. Even though she had lived there for years, she wasn’t sure why. There was something in his voice and demeanor that had always concerned her. She looked at her puppies that were standing behind her. She gestured for them to be still.

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