Here’s an extract from my book from 1979, when I was 6 years old:

One Sunday evening while he was still a puppy, Zebedee was chewing a bone (trying to get the marrow from the inside of it), when he started yelping. He had somehow got the bone completely wedged between his teeth.

Briard (French Sheep dog)

With it being Sunday evening and no vet nearby, dad carried Zebedee over to Luke’s house (our next door neighbour dentist). My dad, Clare [my sister] and Luke (not forgetting Zebedee) then drove to Luke’s practice. Picture this scene – eight year old Clare sitting in the dentist chair, holding Zebedee in her arms, dad holding the dog’s mouth open, while Luke used some of his instruments to extract the bone from in between his teeth!

Thank you very much if you have already pre-ordered my book. I’ve now sold 206 copies and have updated my THANK YOU page.

To publish Stairs For Breakfast I still need at least another 61 pre-orders. Thank you for purchasing my book. I look forward to sharing it with you.

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