Goodreads asked M.P. Woodward:

What mystery in your own life could be a plot for a book?

M.P. Woodward Once, when I lived on acreage at the edge of the forest east of Seattle, a small Sheltie dog showed up at my door. I had no idea where he'd come from as I lived a few miles from town and neighbors were few and far between. I took him in and grew to like him. I named him Cody.

I looked around the web for notices of lost dogs in the area and eventually found the owner. She lived 40 miles away on the other side of the Cascade Mountains. When I described the Sheltie, she was relieved and we met at a Starbucks so I could hand him over. We both marveled at the dog's ability to have traveled that far.

Then, two weeks later, little Cody showed up at my door again! So the mystery is--how the heck did this little unassuming dog cross mountains and why did he keep come back?

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