She explained they didn't print articles with sad or tragic endings but preferred hopeful, relatable experiences from which readers could learn. I submitted personal experience stories as a vet tech to pet magazines and collected a boatload of rejections until an editor took pity on me, and explained what I’d done wrong. In my spare time, I read voraciously, and-like many readers-was inspired to write. I fell in love with veterinary medicine and became fascinated with cat and dog behavior and care. I got the job, maybe because I didn’t faint! The interview happened during a Chihuahua’s C-section, with the doctor handing me puppies to resuscitate while I answered his questions. With few opportunities in the small town, I applied for a position with a veterinary hospital. You never know where a “real” job will lead.
My publishing career began when my husband and I moved to the mountains of Eastern Kentucky. *s* Oh, and luck, a whole lot of furry good luck.
I’m where I am due to a perfect storm of pet-love, frustration, boredom, and lack of funds.
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