Since I was a toddler, I’ve loved dogs. I took them to bed with me at night, cuddled with them when I was lonely, and fed them under the table. After I learned to drive as a teen, I always took a dog along as my copilot.
I’ve trusted dogs all my life. Even today, life seems empty without a dog in the house. Dogs are lovable, intelligent, loyal, witty, and courageous. Better than most people.
As an adult, I became a science writer. My personal life grew chaotic at times. Men came and went. I changed jobs. I collected university degrees. But dogs remained a constant. I always had a dog. If it were a choice between a man and a dog, the man went and the dog stayed.
In the early 2000s, the Internet led me to discover the amazing cousins of pet dogs—wild dogs of the world. I was hooked. I spent four years researching them, visiting them in various zoos around the country, and reading books about them.
That’s when I started writing Wild Dogs of the World. It started as a book for middle school readers. Before I wrote the last chapter, I realized that the book was for everyone old enough to read. And if they couldn’t read, they could look at the wonderful photographs taken by wildlife photographers around the world.
The book is available in paperback at Amazon.com.