Author: Kelly Pulley

When I was born, there were seven dogs and one evil cat named Bozo in my household. Fancy the English Spaniel, a rescue, had her (unexpected) five pups around the same time. As a babe, I used to chew on our Beagle Socrates' ear. As a tot, I faithfully followed our other Beagle Betsy around the yard. By the time I was five, Skipper the terrier mix, another rescue, had joined our ranks.     As an adult, I shared my life with the willful Manny, a Golden mix, the neurotic Kingfish, a Chow mix, and three very individual pit bulls, grumpy and loyal Hudson, flirtatious Amber and comical Falstaff.     Dogs have not only been in my life all my life, they have BEEN my life. Many folks mark their achievements by how well they've done in the corporate world or how many "friends" they have on Facebook. Every milestone, heck, almost every memory, somehow involves a dog. My dogs have been not only my companions but also my confessors, my advisers and my critics . Their presence alone has helped me get through a nasty divorce and restart life at 41. They have literally been, and still are, my lifeline, a reason to live in my darkest hours of Manic Depression.     While I did my stint editing and managing in the world of publishing, I wrote about dogs. About ten years ago, I was able to commit much more time to pet writing. I now know a good way to stop gas in dogs, why cats purr (it‘s not necessarily because they’re fond of you), and how to treat a huge abscess on a cranky, old pit bull.     I now spend most of my days writing about dogs with Bunch, my young, exuberant white pit bull, in a tiny apartment in New York City where we happily stumble over each other. Bunch and all of the dogs I have had and have known are inspirations to me. The dogs I see on the streets of NYC are inspirations. And the people who love dogs are, too.     Full Name: My full name is Kelly Cabell Pulley.     Location: New York City -- woo-hoo!     Where You Can Find Me on the Internet: and If you find some bad mystery stories online with my name on them, I know nothing about them.     What I Do for a Living: Hmm. Technically I write about pets for a living, but based more on the living standards and expenses of Cambodia in Manhattan.     What I Do for Fun: I give Bunch her desired adoration.     The Furry Members of My Household Are: Bunch, American Pit Bull Terrier (she prefers just “pit bull” -- there’s nothing snooty about Bunch). She was abandoned and can’t see out of one of her eyes because of a trauma during her time on the streets. She doesn’t mind, though, and her beauty isn’t marred at all. Bunch is bouncing and fun and very, very sweet, and she has many (human) boyfriends in the neighborhood.     My Favorite Things to Write About Are: Dogs! Cats! Horses! Any sort of dog-cat-horse creature, murder mysteries (in a witty and “fun” way -- I'm obsessed about the 1930s)     My Pet Peeve Is: The apparent lack of concern in today’s youth (yes, I sound like my mother) about correct grammar and spelling (don’t check my spelling; that doesn’t count)     My Guilty Pleasures Are: A secret     How I Deal with Dog Hair: Gave up trying to rein it in years ago. We exist peacefully with the balls of fur that reside in the corners and somehow get into the oatmeal.     What I Want to Be When I Grow Up: I still don’t know. This writing thing is pretty good, though.