We are happy to tell followers and readers of Firdemonte Press that dear Bumble sent us a new rescue dog! Dylan told his story on mom’s blog recently. You can find it here.
Hi there! This is Bumble again. The rescue dog with a blog and wry humor – according to a recent Editorial Review of my book. I admit my humor is a bit dry, or wry, but that’s me. You get what you see. I wish all humans were that way too. But I’ve learned that some people have many faces, like the woman in my first house. She could be so mean to me and my sister when we were alone in the house with her, but when she took us out or to the doctors, she put on another face. A loving human’s. And she lied out of her ears to always look good to others. Oh, well. With 20/20 hind sight, as mom always says, I’m happy the woman left us at the shelter that Christmas Eve many years ago. We both found our loving forever homes with the help of their wonderful staff.
Anyway, enough about the past. It’s all in the book. The good and the bad, the humorous and the sad. I wanted to write this post ’cause I’m celebrating the nice review by offering the Kindle Edition of my book for 99 cents until Sunday, July 20th, on Amazon.com! I know, 99 moneys sounds a lot. But it’s 99 small moneys. Mom told me it’s less than one dollar. We can’t get even the smallest bag of dog treats for that money at Smart Pet. But now all pet loving humans can get a treat for 99 cents! I thought that if 100 people got the book now that it costs so little, we could provide a huge 33 lb bag of good quality dog food and a few small bags of treats for my friends still living in the shelter. Wouldn’t that be wonderful? So drive to the Kindle store. It’s not very far, only a click away. And thank you for spreading the word!
Lots of love, Bumble
Mom twisted my paw in the form of a smallish piece of chicken, to get me to write a guest post on her blog for Independence Day. I ate the chicken and now I hope you’ll check it out.
Have a great weekend. Love Bumble
Hi there. This is Bumble. I hope you are all doing good. I have to report on some interesting developments.
First, I went for a long walk in the nature reserve yesterday. I took mom along. She’s a nuisance with her camera. You see, I have to wait for her all the time. And she tells me not to scare off the birds. But I’m asking who is scaring who! This ibis bird scared us both. I promise. He was too loud!
We saw many birds, but I think they were mostly white today. Mom said they all got the memo, whatever that means. Anyway, I was looking for squirrels but couldn’t find any! I wonder if they had moved up north, like the snowbirds. Or if they were just napping after lunch?
All in all it was a very nice walk. I don’t do these long walks too much anymore, so I was completely pooped out when we came home! Mom took this picture of me when I jumped on the bed and tried to make myself comfortable at the head-board between the pillows. I look like I’m out of breath, and that’s the truth. I was still panting!
Second, I was experimenting with mom’s new laptop today. I’ve heard that taking selfies is so much in fashion now. Trending. So I used the front-facing camera and took this selfie! It’s not perfect, but here I go. I hope it’ll go viral. Maybe more people would get my book and support homeless animals 🙂
Take care now. Love always, Bumble
Hiff there! This is Bumble again. I need to tell you something that happened this morning when I took mom for her regular walk in the nearby nature reserve. Those of you who have already read my book know that place. Lots of interesting things always happen there. And again this morning I witnessed a drama! No, I’m not being overly dramatic, you’ll see.
First when we arrived there, I was reading my morning paper in the bushes. Small birds were singing and everything was peaceful. I was just resting under a tree after the long run and watching a squirrel when I heard a bird cry! It was a big bird’s cry, very loud. I almost hurt my neck trying to see where it came from. Mom pointed up towards the blue sky and I saw that there was a nest on a big platform. Mom said it was an Osprey family. She knows these things.
I saw the mama bird still crying and the papa bird just arriving to help her! Then I saw why she was crying. There was another big bird, very similar to them, circling around the marsh where the nest is! But it seemed to me it was hungry for fish as it soon flew down, its wings almost touching the water.
And then it just flew away. Mom and I went down to the water and guess what? We could see the fish, it was still there, just under the surface in the dark water. It got lucky this time!
Soon peace was restored and I could continue walking mom. When we left the park, I could see the papa Osprey flying away, maybe for a fishing trip in the bay. He was so big! When he passed right above us, I tried to walk very close to mom. I’m always on protective duty.
Mom told me the Osprey family is expecting baby birds. I want to come back later to see them getting flying lessons. That would be awesome!
There is always something interesting to report from the nature reserve. This time I didn’t need to rescue anyone and I didn’t dig up anything valuable, but you can read about all those adventures in my book. I wish everyone a great day! Love, Bumble
Hi it’s me, Bumble, again! It’s been a wonderful spring-like week here at home and I’ve already forgotten all about the thunderstorms we had on Monday. I’ve been able to warm myself in the sun again! I hope you have also seen at least a few signs of spring where you live.
It’s spring-break time and lots of people are visiting our area. Do you know what that means? Lots of kids are petting me when I take mom for her evening walks! I like that. They call me puppy! Can you imagine? And when I tell them I’m going on 14, they can’t believe me! That dialogue is a good icebreaker. So I can tell them about my new book and how it benefits homeless animals.
Also on Tuesday, mom and I went to the Humane Society’s shelter and donated a big box of books to their store. Mom says that such a box can bring many bags of food to all the dogs, cats, rabbits and other animals who are waiting for their forever homes. That kind of transformation is a bit complicated for me to understand, but I trust mom and the nice ladies at the shelter.
And I have more great news to tell you! My book will be part of the Kindle Countdown Sale for three days only, from tomorrow Saturday until Monday. Everyone who has a Kindle or a Kindle reading app can buy it for 99 cents on Amazon.com! Now you can even gift Kindle books! And don’t forget that it is also available in Kindle lending library for Prime members to borrow for free. Every little bit counts in helping the big and little guys I saw playing outside behind this white fence. That’s how you can help too – one hundred cents minus one.
I hope you all have a wonderful weekend ♥ Bumble
Hi this is Bumble. I have to start my post by saying that I love our beach! Although I’m not allowed to walk right on the sand. Mom says that babies crawl in the sand and if I accidentally do my business there, it’s not good for the babies. Who could disagree with that? And I would absolutely refuse to wear diapers like they do. Very restrictive.
But we have other beaches nearby where babies are not allowed. They are just for us dogs. So we’re even. Observing the beach from the terrace is fun too. I’ve spotted many dolphins and a few manatees in my days here. No sharks as yet. I guess that’s just a matter of time.
But there are animals on the beach, don’t be fooled. Alligators, like the one here. I’ve seen them when we walk in the nature reserve that borders to the beach. But there is something more exciting in the reserve itself: birds. Lots of birds. They stay in the marsh, mostly.
And if they dare to come onto my walking path, I will test whether they can fly. I have a scientific mind like that. I can tell you that all of them do fly. These Ibis birds too!
We usually go to the park in the morning. But I love to walk mom in the evening too…she needs exercise throughout the day and it’s my responsibility to ensure she gets it. We rescue dogs take our responsibilities seriously.
And coming home it’s so nice to curl up in the sofa. On my black and white cat pillow. Or even better on the king bed. I can sleep sideways and take more than half of the space if I stretch my legs really long!
Nowadays my life is quite peachy, or is it beachy? Not much to worry about. That’s all for today, I need to go check if there are any new treats in my bowl. The little banana-chicken ones are to die for! Soft and chewy, highly recommended. But mom may have given me carrots. You can read all about that in my book. Oh and I should say, have a really nice and peachy weekend folks! ♥ Bumble
We are so happy for the positive feedback from the first readers of Bumble’s new book. We have heard directly from readers, through Face Book, email and even text messages! We hope readers will also take the trouble of writing a review on Amazon.
This morning, when Bumble was walking me here in our neighborhood as we do every morning, a woman (whose name we don’t know) approached us. She asked me if Bumble is “the rescue dog, who wrote a book”. Of course he is. She went on to tell us that she’d heard of the book from a friend, she got it and she loved it so much that she had just ordered 10 more books to give away as presents. What a great way to help homeless animals to find new homes! Needless to say we were very happy to hear the good news. Bumble smiled. No kidding!
So we managed to get through yet another day. It was not too bad for a Thursday. But it’s almost nine o’clock and my bed is not ready. Sniff. I checked – it’s not there! Where is my blanket, you know the red Ralph Lauren, made in China? Did you wash it, mom?
I’ll need to call it a day soon. Dad’s already in the bathroom, but what is mom still doing? This gives me a slight suspicion that my wellbeing might be of a lesser priority…and we don’t want that. Our relationship is built on trust! Mom better bring my blanket now. Or is she still sour about the little incident today? She needs to let it go!
I’ve gotten into the habit of reflecting back on the day before I fall asleep. It’s useful. I can learn from my obvious mistakes. Like the one today when mom left for her meetings. I should’ve seen it coming. It will only take a while, dear. Right! I thought she was talking about mixing something delicious for me just because it’s Thursday. But the tone was not quite right. There was some quilt in it. And she spent too much time in the bathroom. At least 15 minutes, I sat behind the door. And then poff, she was out of the door. I should’ve been ready. You know I love car rides…the flapping of my ears in the wind. There’s nothing more enjoyable, almost. And I could’ve watched her car.
But mom just went. And she left the radio on, not the TV. I can’t stand classic rock, but love watching CNN. How could she forget, so into her work? Or she just didn’t care? Now, what was I supposed to do? Nothing to do, it was going to be so boooring. But then I discovered she had also forgotten to close her office door. Maybe she was getting mature? That would explain it.
I was about to jump onto her chair to see if she’d also forgotten to close the computer, when a faint scent reached my nose. Sniff, sniff – it was ham, positive! There it was, a piece of her ham sandwich from this morning in the little wastebasket under the office table. It was well wrapped in layers of soft paper so I had to work hard to get at it, but it was worth it! There were some other interesting things too, but nothing more eatable. I checked.
The rest of the afternoon I was pretty much occupied. Tried to clean up a bit in mom’s office, brought a few things into the kitchen close to the large garbage bin, the one with a lid. Thought she’d appreciate my effort. And then I probably also dozed off a little before she finally came home.
I got a treat and a belly rub. Lovely to have mom home! But then she walked into the kitchen. I heard a high-pitched what have you done here? She should see what I’d done, I’d been cleaning! No thanks for my effort – mom just walked right into her office. More noises. I can’t hear you now…I’m under the bed. I started feeling guilty, but should I? I didn’t leave the sandwich in the waste basket and I didn’t forget to close the door…something’s not right. Or fair? Eventually she’d realize that too…I know my mom.
And she did. Love concurs all. Peace. Back rubs, belly rubs, a good dinner, a nice walk, more treats and a nice film sitting in her lap. Can one ask for more on a day towards the end of the week? Oh, I was in my thoughts, thanks mom for the blanket…I knew she’d bring it! It smells good, here you go mom, a nose kiss for good night.
All paws, sleep tight, sideways on the bed is good! Love Bumble
(Adapted from Bumble’s book “Confessions of a Rescue Dog”)
Mom and I worked together on the book for a few months, but we also do many other things together. For example, yesterday she asked me to respond to a blog award she had received. This is what I wrote.
“Ok, here we go. I hope mom doesn’t read this, she promised not to…and since I can only count to five plus one, forgive me if the number of things is not exactly the right number according to all the rules:
•Mom is very old, I mean she must be. She has a grand-daughter. She is three and she loves me. We like sitting in the easy chair together.
•Mom calls me by so many different names that it’s easy to get confused (and get blamed for dementia), like “Pludi”, which apparently has something to do with Disney, “Liti” for small, and “Bumpy” which tells me she really can’t pronounce my name. Bumble – how difficult is that? She an immigrant, you know, so I forgive her.
•Mom likes to sit on the terrace and look out on the water. She usually reads and has a drink. I like to sit with her on the lounge chair and when she goes inside, I’ll try to taste her drink. Water with lemon? It’s anyone’s guess.
•Mom is addicted to her Kindle. She calls it “fire” but I don’t see any flames, just the hot pink leather covers. So maybe she means that there is fire inside? But where’s the smoke?
•Mom always says she’ll go to the gym, but most days she just plans to go. Planning is good, better than nothing, right? At least she goes on long walks with me when I plan them.
•Mom’s clothes are at least one size too small. Why do I say that? It is obvious. The treats that she can get into her pockets are far too few and far too small. If she wore right sized jeans, for example, the pockets would be much bigger, right?”
I don’t know if this was sufficient, but that’s all I had time to write. And there’s much more in my book. Delicate details, not this flattering. Be good everybody!