I blame my dog, Rufus, for making me write my latest book, The Dog That Talked to The Dog that Talked to God By Jim Kraus God.
(The word ‘blame’ is wrong, I know. I should use the word ‘credit,’ but if I say credit, Rufus, the dog, will
want a cut of the royalties.)
Rufus is our miniature schnauzer. He’s lived with us for six years. He has a gentle soul and is a wonderful
dog. He even gets along with our ill-tempered Siberian cat, Petey. I have been taking Rufus for a walk,
twice a day, rain or shine, cold or heat, for the last six years. (The only thing that stops us is lightning—
and even then we make a dash for it. I figure there are enough tall trees on our route that will get hit
first before the bolts seek out me in sneakers accompanied by a wet schnauzer.)
But I digress.
Rufus and I walk, early in the morning, when it is still dark, and late at night, well after sundown. We
live at the edge of a small town an hour west of Chicago and our neighborhood is quiet and relatively
free of car traffic. It is a perfect environment for pondering. And as I pondered life’s questions—since no
one can see me—I often would ask Rufus for his opinion. (I am sure virtually every dog person does that
same thing with their dogs—they engage them in conversation.)
And occasionally, I would voice Rufus’ response. Curiously, he most often agreed with me.
But my voicing his take on issues got me thinking: what would it be like if the dog could actually talk?
The story in The Dog That Talked to God grew quickly from that bit of imagination.
What if a dog could actually talk? And what if that dog claimed that he talked to God? The book
offers the story of widowed Mary Fassler who, after a tragedy in her life, decides to adopt a miniature
schnauzer. (In the book, she calls her dog Rufus. What a coincidence, right?) Anyhow, Rufus does not
have all the answers—and both Rufus and Mary are pilgrims in a sense, who are making their way
through some trying times. It’s an odd, quirky, funny, heartwarming book that never preaches. It just
tells the story of their journey.
The only reason I could write this book is because of our Rufus. I have written other books—about
pirates and Gold Rush pioneers, for example, and depended on my imagination for that truth. But I
never could have done a dog book without having lived with a dog. They are amazing creatures, full
or personality quirks and charms, and the book would have been empty without having first-hand
That’s why I have to credit the good dog Rufus for this book—both the idea and the execution. I
modeled the book’s Rufus on our Rufus. If you decide to pick up a copy, you will have a pretty good idea
of what a good miniature schnauzer is like.
So, thanks for this opportunity to tell you a little bit about the book—I know it would be a great read for
any dog lover.
(It must have struck a chord out there—at least a little bit. The book’s been up as high as the 13,456th
best seller on Amazon. Rufus and I are going to get big foam fingers with “We’re Number 13,456”
written on it.)
(You can learn a little bit more about me on the author’s bio on Amazon. I do have a webpage at
www.jimkraus.com, but it is under reconstruction at the moment. The content that is there is like four
years old. Go to Amazon—that’s more current.)
(You could email me at jimkraus@Tyndale.com if you want to ask a question or just say ‘hi.’)
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