Easy Ride. Suzanne Ruby

      “Okay. Lady can hold her own. Looks like the pup knows who’s alpha,” Kirby said.

      Reese gave her a good long hug. That made two hugs in less than forty-eight hours. Three, if she counted Lady. And she definitely counted Lady.

      “I don’t suppose you brought any puppy food with you,” Kirby said.

      “Oh, no! In all the excitement, I forgot. I’ll go get—”

      “No worries. I’m headed to the store. You go home and get some sleep.”

      Reese nodded. “By the way, what should we name her?”

      Naming the creature. A dangerous tactic because it became personal for them. It also became more personal for potential adopters.

      “Baby,” Kirby blurted out.

      Reese seemed to consider it.

      “Cute. Sounds like you’ve already given it some thought.” Reese raised one eyebrow as if requesting confirmation.