The Write Pet: My Best Friend by Victoria Adams #amwriting

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I’ve lived with pets since I was a toddler. Tommy Tucker was my first cat. Grown up with a family, at most we had 5 cats, 3 dogs, 2 fish tanks and several outside strays. Plus all the birds, chipmunks and squirrels who hung around waiting to be fed. But it is Dog#3 that affected my writing – Cosmo.

Cosmo was a mutt – part German Shepherd and part a lot of other stuff. We got him as Cosmob-2003.01.18a puppy. He’d been abandoned in the field across the road and was howling his little head off.

My husband didn’t want a third dog, but this little fellow latched on to my heart with a firm bite. I walked him, fed him and taught him Trade. When he had something he wasn’t supposed to – like my hubby’s slipper – I’d offer a toy and say, “Trade.” One day, I had a piece of cheese in my hand. Cosmo came over, head-butted my knee and dropped a toy at my feet then stared at the cheese. Yes, I gave it to him.

We had an earthquake, which is rare for us. He warned me it was coming. We were sitting outside on the deck and he got up, raced over to me, again head-butted my knee and whimpered and about 5 second later the quake hit. (Notice, he head-butted me. My husband was sitting next to me. Cosmo knew who fed him, so he knew who the important human was!)

How did Cosmo affect my writing? When we went for our twice daily (at least) walks, we didn’t walk. It was more of a stroll and sniff. I had plenty of time to let plot problems rumble about in my head. I live on a very quiet country lane. I’d try out dialogue on him. When our walk was over, we’d head back indoors and I’d settle down with my laptop and he’d curl up on his pillow near my feet. It was comforting and I loved it.

As he aged, he lost most of his sight. I became his seeing-eye human. We have a fenced in yard. When strangers would come to the gate he’d bark and challenge them. Problem was he couldn’t see them, only smell them. So he’d snarl at the one thing he could “see”. The large lilac bush. It was quite a useful habit, as people thought the dog must be crazy and therefore dangerous, so they didn’t come in the yard.

But then that horrible day arrived. I spent it sitting on the floor next to him, talking to him and petting him, all day. When my husband got home from work, I told him – in tears – that we had to go to the vet and Cosmo wouldn’t be coming home. What a painful and difficult day that was. But he knew he was loved and he will always have a special place in my heart.
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Title: A Guy and A Girl

Publisher: Indie pubbed

Date Published: June 18, 2014

Genre: New Adult Contemporary Romance

Word Count: 109, 270 words

Exclusively at Amazon

Lies, deceits and secrets – not a good way to begin a relationship.

After an ugly past forced Hunter Connolly to escape to Europe, the talented hockey player is back in North America and determined to land a position with a professional team. But he can’t hide from his past forever, especially when his beautiful classmate, Chelsea, forces him to reexamine his life. Soon, hockey is not his first priority anymore.

Chelsea Henderson is a bright co-ed working towards her dream of being a professional dancer. She forms a unique friendship with one of her father’s newest recruits and would love nothing more than to take it to the next level. However, there’s just one small problem. He doesn’t know she’s his coach’s daughter.

Amid the deceptions, danger lurks closer than they could ever imagine. Will fate contrive to rip the young lovers apart? Or will Hunter and Chelsea have their shot at love?


“Come on in.” Hunter called from his spot sprawled on the floor in front of his sofa.

Chelsea walked into the living room. “Hey.”

He nodded, grabbed the remote and muted the television.

Chelsea spun a kitchen chair around and sat on it. “Okay, the silence’s killing me. I’ll start with some lame conversation and you just leap in. How was the bio midterm?”

“Passed it. Should write all my exams with a hangover.”

She tapped her fingernail on her thigh. “Guess that was the end of the conversation starters.”

Hunter levelled a glare at her. “What do you want, Chelsea?”

“I want you to sound less angry. I want to talk. I’d like to try and explain.”

Hunter slammed a fist on the carpet. “I damn near slept with the coach’s daughter! Why the hell didn’t you tell me?”

Chelsea watched the tiredness in his eyes shift to rage. “Because… because….”

“I wouldn’t date you if I knew who you were.”

“Yea and that’s not fair.” She sat up taller and matched her gaze with his. “It’s not my fault your coach is my dad.”

Hunter closed his eyes and sighed. “I don’t know what to do, Chelsea. My head hurts too damn much to think.”

“Damn it, Hunter, I really like you. I don’t want to lose you as a friend. I don’t want to lose us.”

“I don’t know if there’s going to be an us anymore.” He rubbed his temples.

Chelsea sat behind him on the sofa, slipped her hands under his and began massaging his head.

Hunter pushed her hands away. Although it hurt him to say it, he said, “Go home, Chels. I need time to think.”

He refused to look at her. He couldn’t. He knew he’d give in, wrap his arms around her and beg her to stay.



I live in Ontario, Canada with my husband and pets. Daughter’s grown up and is now teaching. I like to garden, cook and belly dance. In the summer, cars slow down when they pass my front yard and the passengers gaze at my flower beds. Friends love to be invited over for supper as the meal is going to be good – good for you and nowhere near low-calorie! No dieting allowed at dinner parties. As to belly dancing, find a class and try it. It’s a blast!

I’ve been writing since I was little. Being an only child, long car rides were filled with making up stories in my head about the people I saw out the car window. When my daughter was younger, I made up stories that she suggested. I’d say – Once upon a time there was a…. She’d shout an answer – chicken! And the story went from there. Great creativity exercise as it turns out. Now, my writing style has taken a split to contemporary romance for adults and contemporary romance for new adults.

Besides my latest – A Guy and A Girl – I have published Circles Trilogy (Dancing in Circles, Circles Divided, Circles Interlocked) and have short stories in three anthologies.

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12 thoughts on “The Write Pet: My Best Friend by Victoria Adams #amwriting


    What a lovely story. Thank you so much for sharing your memories of Cosmo with us. I’m so sorry for your loss. This made me very teary.


  2. Susan Piazza

    My dog walks are my way of curing writer’s block. I like walking alone with Sadie because I normally come back with passages in my head. My computer loves my walks.

  3. What a nice story. It’s so sad to lose our pets. It hurts some people so much that they can never get another one. There is too much joy to be found to pass up taking another chance in my opinion. Thanks for sharing.

    • He was one dog in a million. At the moment – we have and energetic kitten.

  4. I love hockey stories. Cosmo sounds great!!

    • Hockey stories are fantastic. And Cosmo was the best. His vet affectionately called him – the beast.

  5. Thank you for letting me drop by today and share my story about Cosmo.

  6. Wonderful story, Victoria. A tribute to a fine furry person.

  7. No matter what, there’s always that one pet that weaves itself into our hearts and souls.

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