Over the years, I've tried and tried to write a fuzzy puppy story, a feel good tale to be read near a warm fireplace with a cup of hot chocolate. I have been unsuccessful, due in large part to hot and cold wars, melt-down economics and my own fuzzy headedness.Winter may be approaching, but I feel a refreshing gust of warm air coming from our nation's capital. I get the sense now that anything is possible, even a fuzzy puppy story. This time I've started with the illustration.
