Things have been nutty here at Mr. Wilson's house, how it became his house is still a mystery, Lunabelle and Victoria Mae don't agree, but the fact of the matter is, he who has the most fun wins, and Old Mr. Wilson wins that contest hands down. There's not even a close second. He doesn't even need us or the cats to be fun, he'll find a bird to maim, a bug to chase, a mailman to bark at, another dog to completely lose his mind over or a chair to call his own at naptime.
The new book cover has been unveiled, it's not official yet so I can't share it, but I will as soon as I can.
In the meantime I wrote an article for Uniform Stories about a former US Marine, police officer and volunteer firefighter who brought Mr. Wilson home. Here's the link, give it a read if you have time, it's a feel good story, and we all can use as many of those as we can get. All except for Mr. Wilson, who just feels good.