I’m excited to have a new guest here today, even though he’s a dog. What is your name and your author’s name, canine sir?
I’m Beast, and my author is Lena Gregory.
Ah, yes, my author interviewed your author on her other blog.
What book(s) have you appeared in? Please list them and their genre.
I appear regularly in Lena’s cozy mysteries, Death at First Sight, Occult and Battery, and Clairvoyant and Present Danger. All of the books are from the Bay Island Psychic Mysteries series.
How doggone nice. I have two dog co-stars in my Cobble Cove mysteries – Fido is a regular character, and Ruby is has some cameo scenes. Of claus, I am the cat star.
Are you based on a real dog such as your author’s? If so, please give further details.
I’m a Leonberger, so part of my personality is based on my breed, and part is based on a combination of the dogs my author has had over the years. Some of my mishaps actually happened, especially some of the things I get into.
Dogs aren’t quite as good at cats at mishaps, but I’m sure you’ve had your share.
Talking about sharing, can you share an excerpt from one of your books that features you in an important scene? If so, please include it.
This is a scene from Occult and Battery, when Cass’s friend Bee decides to take me for a walk. Of course, this was before I started my training classes. Right before. So you’ll have to forgive my manners. Though I have to admit, I still laugh every time I think about it.
Beast danced around in circles while Bee tried to clip the leash onto his collar. “Will you stay still already?”
Beast ignored Cass’s command/request/whatever.
Bee paused for a minute to stare at her, brow lifted in a you’ve-got-to-be-kidding-me look.
She rolled her eyes and turned to open the door.
Beast shot through the gap before she had it fully open, dragging Bee behind him. Even with his two-handed grip on the leash, Bee couldn’t slow the fleeing animal.
Ugh . . .
Stephanie burst out laughing.
“Not funny,” Bee called over his shoulder as he tried to stop Beast before they reached the back stairway. They rounded the corner at the end of the hall, and Beast launched himself down the stairs.
Bee’s shoulder hit the wall, and he ricocheted off. A tremendous racket—filled with bangs and curses—followed.
Ah jeez. Resisting the urge to go back to bed and pull the covers over her head, Cass ran down the remainder of the hallway. She skidded to a stop, with Stephanie breathing down her neck, when she reached the top of the stairs.
Bee lay in a heap at the bottom, leash tangled around him, Beast licking his face.
“Are you all right?” Cass yelled down.
“That is a rhetorical question, right?” Bee pushed up to sit, lifted one foot, and started untangling the leash.
Cass and Stephanie pounded down the stairs. When they reached him, they each grabbed one arm and helped haul him to his feet.
Once he was standing, Bee smoothed his jacket, adjusted his scarf, and tousled his hair.
“Are you hurt?” Grabbing the leash, Cass helped him disentangle himself.
Beast dropped his tongue out of the side of his mouth, panting frantically.
“I don’t think so.”
Stephanie handed Bee one of his shoes.
He took it and bent to put it back on.
With a quick look over Bee’s back at Cass, Stephanie caught her lip between her teeth to keep from laughing. She couldn’t stop the laughter from reaching her eyes, though.
Cass bit the inside of her cheek.
“Don’t think I don’t know what the two of you are doing,” Bee said. If looks could kill . . .
Laughter blurted out, and Cass slapped a hand over her mouth. “I’m . . .” She sucked in a breath and tried to control herself. “Sorry.”
“No you’re not.” He pointed at her. “You. Better. Get. This. Dog. Trained!”
She nodded, her head bobbing like a bobblehead, tears streaming down her cheeks.
Stephanie hiccupped as she tried to contain her own outburst.
A smile tugged at the corners of Bee’s mouth. “I think it was the shoe bouncing down that made all that noise.”
“Really?” Laughter erupted. This time Cass made no attempt to restrain it. “Was it the shoe cursing up a storm too?”
“Ha ha.” Finally Bee joined their laughter. “Just schedule some kind of obedience classes for this animal. Before he hurts somebody.”
Beast tipped his head innocently to the side, his eyes wide.
“Yeah, right.” Taking the leash from her once more, Bee eyed the dog warily. “That innocent routine doesn’t work with me, buddy.”
“Are you sure you still want to walk him? I can do it.” Cass said.
He waved her off and headed for the back of the house. “Even a tumble down the stairs is better than a conversation with the police.”
Wow! You deserve a juicy bone for that.
Thank you, Sneaky.
What do you like most about your role in your authors’ books?
I always have fun, and I’m always loved. No matter that Cass has never had a pet before, and just between us has no clue what she’s doing, she loves me with all of her heart.
You’re a lucky pup. Alicia’s had cats before, but none at this point in her life. Even though I live in the library, I get to go home with her once in a while. When I went missing in her last book, she searched high and low for me, so I know she cares a lot for me.
Are you a talking dog in your books or just a silent one?
Well, I’m pretty much a silent dog, but I do get my point across when needed
A good bark will do that, although cats have many more sound options that dogs. We can purr, hiss, meow, screech, etc.
What advice would you give other pet characters?
I would probably tell other pet characters to make sure their voices are heard. Heros and heroines are quite chatty, so make sure your author hears from you too.
I like that. High Paws to you, Beast.
Do you have any new books coming out? Please give dates and details.
Clairvoyant and Present Danger, the third book in the Bay Island Psychic Mysteries series was just released.
Are you and/or your author on social media? If so, please list your links.
My author and I love hanging out on social media. You can find us at:
Facebook Page: https://www.facebook.com/Lena.Gregory.Author/?fref=ts