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Bear Dog Dog Bear
Bear Dog Dog Bear
Bear Dog Dog Bear
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Daniel Wood and his family are getting a puppy. A black German Shepherd puppy to be precise. His dad already picked her out on the internet, and they are on the road to the breeder’s house at the end of a long creepy country road into the woods. It looks like a woods where bears might live, but no one is thinking about that when disaster strikes the puppy barn.

This cheerful chapter book brings the wild into suburban Cherry Park and sets a puppy loose in the countryside. Daniel has no idea what is happening until the truth is broadcast on the evening news and a video of his dad wrestling a bear cub hits YouTube.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherTracy Falbe
Release dateMay 8, 2014
ISBN9781311294708
Bear Dog Dog Bear
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Tracy Falbe

I have been hooked on fantasy and science fiction since preschool when I watched Star Trek the Original Series with my family on TV. Then came Star Wars at the theater when I was 5, and a few years later, I discovered the joys of reading fantasy with the Hobbit and the Lord of the Rings.The elements I like most about the genres are the high stakes (save the world, overthrow the empire, etc.), the diversity of characters, and how magic or extraordinary technology allows plots to expand in interesting ways. The ability of fantasy and sci fi to include analysis and criticisms of social conditions like religion and politics is especially fascinating as well. When this is done in conventional fiction, people and readers descend into arguments about whether an opinion is valid or the historical information is accurate instead of assessing the concepts themselves.Of course, fantasy and sci fi can just be fun as well. I love a good hero or heroine and villains can be the best of all. And there is something therapeutic about picking up a sword or blaster and solving the problems of the world.My taste in genre has inevitably married itself to my love of writing. For some reason I am a person capable of writing novels. The act of creating thousands of pages of fiction does not overwhelm me. Making it a good work of fiction is the hard part that requires countless hours of editing and rewriting and lots of daydreaming too.When I'm not writing, my other passions include cooking, growing food, reducing my plastic waste, raising rabbits, spinning wool, and reading.

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    Bear Dog Dog Bear - Tracy Falbe

    Bear Dog Dog Bear

    Written by Tracy Falbe

    Cover art by Curtis Falbe

    Bear Dog Dog Bear

    Copyright Tracy Falbe, all rights reserved

    Cover image copyright Curtis Falbe

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    First published 2014 by Falbe Publishing of Battle Creek, Michigan.

    This book is a work of fiction. The characters and events described herein are products of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is coincidental and not done on purpose by the author.

    This work is protected by U.S and International copyright law. All rights reserved to the copyright holder, Tracy Falbe. This ebook is licensed for individual use only. Except for reasonable quotes and excerpts by reviewers, the content of this book cannot be reproduced or distributed in whole or part in any medium without express written permission from the publisher.

    Dedication

    To Donna the Dog, the Wild Hog, the Baby Seal, and the North American Black Bear

    Chapter 1. A Storm’s Coming

    Today was the last day of spring break. I should have been bummed but I was excited. It was the Big Day.

    My family was getting a puppy.

    Everything was arranged. Mom had already bought a bowl. Premium puppy food was in stock at home. Dad had the puppy picked out. He had shown me and my little sister Dana pictures on the internet of the puppy.

    And we were on our way to pick up the puppy in our Jeep Grand Cherokee. We had to go out in the country to get her. We were going to see somebody called a breeder.

    Will she grow big? I asked.

    Of course. She’s a German Shepherd, Mom said.

    I’m naming her Dixie, Dana said.

    No, I’m naming her, I insisted.

    Mom! I want to name her, Dana said.

    We’ll all name her, Mom said.

    Is she really all black? I asked.

    Daniel, you saw the pictures, Dad said. He turned left onto a road full of holes.

    I thought the road looked creepy. Big old trees had branches hanging over the road. If it was the middle of the night, especially on Halloween, I would never go down this road. Luckily it was a warm spring day.

    It’s getting woodsy, Mom said.

    She was right. There were trees everywhere now. The road was bumpy, but the Jeep could handle it. I think Dad was having fun navigating the holes.

    Are you sure this is the right road? Mom asked.

    Dad did not answer.

    Let’s name the puppy Polly, Dana said.

    No, I said.

    I don’t think that’s a dog name, Dad said. I smiled.

    Will our puppy grow up to scare people? I asked.

    Maybe, Dad said.

    We’ll train her to be good, Mom said.

    Daniel, you know you’ll have to help take care of her, Dad said for the thousandth time.

    I’m ten Dad. I’ll take care of her, I said. Will she chew up our shoes?

    That’s what puppies do, Dad said. He stopped at a fork in the road. There were no signs. He fiddled with the GPS. It happily announced that we had reached our destination.

    Those things get blinky in this part of the county. I’m surprised this breeder even has internet out here, Mom said.

    We’re not that far out of town, Dad said and turned to the right. I’ve got a 50 percent chance of making the right choice, he said, cheerful about his mathematical situation.

    Oh! Look at the sky. It’s getting dark, Mom said.

    She was right. Dark clouds were moving in fast. The creepy road into the creepy woods had gotten creepier. Above the trees I could see stormy nastiness like on Storm Chasers.

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