Nothing in Common

It was obvious they had nothing in common

Burt Thomson could control his fictional world, but real life was nothing to write home about. Divorced, he lived in the San Fernando Valley with his two sons, their enormous sheepdog, Wadsworth, and total chaos. The day Wadsworth redesigned the neighbor's flower garden--for the third time--Burt knew he had to get help.

Sandy Hensley, dog-trainer extraordinaire, breezed into his life with the force of a small tornado. In no time at all she worked her own special brand of magic on the Thomson family. This was no ordinary assignment--in helping came healing, in healing came loving and laughter. And nothing in common became something in common after all.