Penny was our beautiful wire-haired miniature dachshund. We adopted her at two years old, when she was literally on her way to the shelter. She was beautiful and funny, and seemed to know how lucky she was to have been saved. But really, we were the lucky ones.
Whenever I was writing, Penny used to sit under my desk, on my feet. No wonder I miss her, right? I wanted to pay tribute to her memory. We always called her "The Penster," so I hit on Penster Press.
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But our authors also tell exciting stories that will keep you enthralled.
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