Emmy in Ink and Pixels

"Hey, Dude, what'cha doin'?"

"I'm checking out the dog drawings I commissioned for the book-in-progress. Here, take a look:"

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"Hey, wait just one minute. That looks like me!"

"That's the idea. Since you're in the book, I thought it would be nice to have some pictures that look like you, rather than just a clip-art German Shepherd from Office."

"I look kind of worried, dude."

"Yeah, well, you get that look a lot when we're talking about physics."

"Good point. So, was there a point to this, other than showing off the spiffy drawings an art student did for you?"

"Sure. It's a reminder that I'm working on How to Teach Relativity to Your Dog, due next spring from Basic Books. Now with more cute dog pictures."

"How's that going, anyway?"

"It's coming along. I've got most of the easy edits done, and I see how to deal with the bigger structural things that need doing. It's a little hard to find time to work on it, but progress is being made, and the next round of changes should be finished in a couple of weeks. The final manuscript needs to be in at the start of August."

"And, of course, there's another motive for posting this."

"Which is?"

"It's a good filler post because you're going away for the weekend with the human puppy, leaving me home by myself."

"Yeah, that, too. If the weather is good, we'll be taking SteelyKid to the zoo at about the time this posts."

"I still don't see why she gets to go to the zoo. You never take me to the zoo..."

"That's because she's much less likely to try to chase and eat the animals. Or roll in elephant dung."

"If your noses were worth a quarter-cup of kibble, you'd appreciate the smell."

"Also, the animals in the zoo would all be jealous, because you're the best."

"That, I'll believe. Just bring me back a marmot, will you?"

"I don't think that's likely to happen..."

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I can't wait to pre-order the new book!