The release of the ‘Do Claw’ ushered in a new era of entrepreneurship and productivity in The Under Dome. Over the following weeks and months, Harley became a celebrity and was hailed as a creative and technological genius for her invention. Requests for public appearances, interviews on daytime talk shows Continue Reading
Dachshund Chronicles: Chapter 11
Roper Lee was enjoying a quiet breakfast in his office the next morning when the door burst open and Harley charged in shouting his name. “We have to talk,” she cried. “Now! So put down your sissy coffee and listen up.” Behind her, the vole Roper employed as receptionist scuttled Continue Reading
Dachshund Chronicles: Chapter 10
Harley was furious. By the time she had made her way back to her brownstone, she was in such a rage she hardly noticed the delicious aroma filling the house. “Stupid Roper,” she growled, tossing her bag and lunch cooler onto the entry table. “I tell him I have an Continue Reading
Dachshund Chronicles: Chapter 9
Harley grabbed her messenger bag and hastily slung it over her shoulder. She glanced around the study making sure she had all she would need for the morning’s activities before switching out the lights and hurrying from the room. Mentally, she ticked off her schedule. “Council meeting, snack, nap, post-nap Continue Reading
Dachshund Chronicles: Chapter 8
“And so I ask each and every one of you to dig deep into your Drazi pouches – I mean, pockets – and give all you can.” Roper stood behind a podium, looking out over the large crowd of business-moles, business-voles and Under Dome citizenry. He took a sip from Continue Reading
Dachshund Chronicles: Chapter 7
“ … So you see, children,” Roper was having Story Time with the twins in his office. “That’s why you should never, ever get close to an Armadillo.” He dusted the pop-grub crumbs from his sweater and wiped his paws on the grub-linen napkin draped across his lap. His 3 Continue Reading
Dachshund Chronicles: Chapter 6
Harley swept into the kitchen of her Brownstone and plopped the restaurant carryout bags on the shiny marble counter. “Gordy, Prescott?!” she called out. “I’m back!” She was hungry enough that she came close to simply sticking her snout into the bags and inhaling the food. But she remembered that Continue Reading
Dachshund Chronicles: Chapter 5
Harley was absorbed in her work a while later, when she heard the clatter of buffalo hooves on the floor of the upstairs mudroom. Gordy and Prescott had obviously returned from their morning walk. Hoping to catch them before they removed all their outdoor gear, she rushed to the intercom Continue Reading
Dachshund Chronicles: Chapter 4
Harley sat at her desk, typing rhythmically on the computer keyboard. The specially designed keyboard with its large, rounded keys allowed her to type comfortably and quickly with her soft furry paws. Feeling a sudden chill, she stopped typing and glanced over at the fire simmering in the fireplace. “Needs Continue Reading
Dachshund Chronicles: Chapter 3
A/N: Harley is (was) my beloved long-haired dachshund and Roper’s twin sister. Twin, at least, in biology. In reality they couldn’t have been more different. Harley was always more adventurous, playful, clever and fearless than poor Roper. “I told you that Aunt Harley was brought in as a consultant Continue Reading