Chewy The Woodchuck

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After seeing his step sons pleasure at hearing the book, Peter decided to share the story of Chewy the Woodchuck and Rusty the Terrier with other children all over the world.
Book Description

The story of Chewy the Woodchuck began back in 1957. A ground hog and our family dog had forged a contentiously playful relationship in a field near the home of artist Joan B. Vinal, and she was inspired to develop the story in words and art to entertain her kids as a bedtime story. Her kids loved the story, but then they grew up and the book was put aside. Forty years later, the book, with its original watercolor drawings and hand lettering, was discovered tucked away in an attic box by Joan’s son Pete. Peter collected the yellowing paper and rusty staples and went to ask his mother why the book looked vaguely familiar to him. Peter was so moved by his childhood memories of favorite book that he made some copies to share the story of Chewy the Woodchuck with his own step son. After seeing his step sons pleasure at hearing the book, Peter decided to share the story of Chewy the Woodchuck and Rusty the Terrier with other children all over the world.
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I wish that the author's son would make this available as a Kindle edition as I'm certain many other children would enjoy it. I found out about the book through a movie reference where the book was pictured.

-- honeychile

About the Author ▸ Joan B. Vinal

I Peter S Vinal was going thru my Mom’s Attic getting her house ready to sell. She was very sick. While in the attic I ran accross a box. In the box there were these big water color painted pages and some big pages with writing on them. It was a story of a woodchuck and a terrier that forged a friendship over a 3 month period while some people rented home for summer. So when the vacationers decided to go back home after their vacation was done, the woodchuck sat at the end of the driveway waiting 3 days for his friend to return. A beautiful little true story. All excited to do this for Mom. So I digitized it, re-illustrated it, reformatted it and published it and gave it to my mom before she died and she cried. It was the first time I ever saw her cry. I promised her I would get it out for all the kids to read everywhere.