There were a few burglaries in the neighborhood and we need a good watchdog. I didn’t get her for some retaliation against you. “So you steal the one dog at the shelter you know I have a special attachment to just to piss me off and rub it in?” “This whole adopting thing isn’t really about Granny. He’s doing his best to upset me and it’s working. “Yeah, so? You know the sayin’ … you snooze, you lose. “How can I steal a dog I officially adopted at a shelter?” I’m careful not to step in anything unidentifiable, but since the bushes are in the way, it’s no use. You might want to be careful where you step. He looks at me, and I give him the universal sign language for “open the damn door” by pointing to it.īy the time I shimmy back to the front stoop, he’s opened the door. I eye Luis sitting on the couch with Granny in his lap, then knock on the glass to get his attention. I shimmy through the space between the bushes and the front window. I put my ear to the door and hear the television, so I know someone’s got to be home. After I clock out, I get in my car and race to Luis’s house. My mind is in a rage as I spend my assigned time cleaning out cages and walking the dogs. Oh, how could I ever have thought I wanted to be with someone who’d adopt a dog just for revenge? “Your friend came in right before we closed last night and adopted her,” one of the other volunteers tells me. Until I look at the bottom of the page at the name of the person who adopted her.
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