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Precerpt Friday: Raising Happy Cat Families (Norwood) - Alpha, Beta, and Everyone Else (Introduction)

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  On precerpt Fridays, we share excerpts from forthcoming books. Today, we are sharing an excerpt from Raising Happy Cat Families: the introduction to the chapter, "Alpha, Beta, and Everyone Else." Not all families will have both an alpha (dominating) and a beta (nurturing) cat. We did for many years, and that may have made it easier to keep the family together, bonded, and a receptive place when a new cat came along. Now, all four males—gentle souls all of them—take on the responsibility of welcoming the new cats. A cat rescuer, bringing our latest, Moo, to us, commented, “Your male cats are so gentle and welcoming!” They are, indeed. We expect them to be that way, and we raise them to be that way. Only Happy Cat is a beta cat. Now, because of blindness, he cannot fulfill that role. It seems as if the other three males understand that they are needed to help out, and they do step up to the plate. As a result, Moo was integrated by Bear, but Jack mentors him, as does Happy Ca

Friday Precerpt: Curse of the Maestro and Other Stories (Walker) - The Hailey Cartwright Diary Room

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Question: What is a precerpt? Answer: A precerpt is a brief excerpt or preview of a book (or other text), used to give readers a taste of the content before they read the full piece. It's like a sneak peek that hooks the reader's interest (or at least, we hope it will hook yours).  This Friday's precerpt is from  Curse of the Maestro  by G T Walker --  THE HAILEY CARTWRIGHT DIARY ROOM Bus discovery. Wednesday, July 28. Riia is not in the mood for snuggles. Can’t sleep/get comfortable on my side of the tent. My left leg is restless. It’s also cold. Dozed for a bit. Rummaging around for some chewing gum. Still somewhat gaseous after a fortnight of Coors and artisanal wildflower jerky. My tummy growled like a Rottweiler until about 5:00 am when Riia reared up and cast me out into the night. Outside the tent extricating myself from the shattered remains of my banjo, I sprang to my feet. Brilliant. This had all been her idea. The trip had been a chance to take a break from her o