She carried him into an exam room that in her parents day had been a horse stall and drew a bowl of water. He lapped it down, his big dark eyes showing his gratitude. She stocked all types of animal supplies and at the moment didnt have other boarders except a goat whod had surgery before her trip. She didnt hear him, so Pete had probably discharged him.
Not wanting the hungry dog to eat too fast, she measured out a short cup of puppy chow. He gobbled it up but sank down without begging for more. You have manners. Clearly youre someones pet. Jewell fondled his ears, which would be silky after a bath. She checked for signs of trauma. All she found were cuts on the pads of his feet. It appears youve been out running around awhile. Warm soap and water will do wonders, but itll sting these paws. I have salve for after your bath. She continued to talk because he seemed to like hearing her voice. And ministering to him let her forget the disappointment caused partly by her failure to gain a refuge for the snowy owls and also her lingering sadness for having slept with Saxon when nothing had changed between them. However, the weariness shed battled earlier fled in the face of caring for the puppy.
There, well, dont you look handsome, she said after bathing him and toweling dry his curly coat. Id say youre a springer spaniel. That explains why youre easygoing and affectionate. She scanned him for a chip and was concerned when she didnt find one. He licked her chin and wagged his tail, then stared longingly at the empty bowl still sitting on the floor.
Thats plain enough. Youre so cute Im going to take you to my house. I still need to retrieve my suitcase and unpack, but Ill feed you in the kitchen. She picked him up along with the bowl and kibble. Going out, she doused the clinic lights and unlocked her house.
She didnt own a dog bed. Long ago shed learned she couldnt keep every stray dog or cat that landed on her doorstep. But she did have a soft throw rug. And this pup was so cuddly she might buy a dog bed if she didnt turn up his owner.
There was no sense naming him until she knew. Attaching a name was like attaching your heart. When she measured out more food and he nudged her fingers with his tongue and gave a happy bark, she experienced a tug in her chest. Heaven knew since walking away from Saxon for the second time, her heart ached. On the drive home shed dreaded coming into a dark, empty house. The dog changed all that and made homecoming a little better.
It wasnt long after she brought in her suitcase that the dog seemed ready to settle for the night. And so was she. He curled right up on the rug she placed by her bed. His soft, whiffling snore soon let her sleep.
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SOMETHING BLOWING LIGHTLY in her ear partially woke Jewell. She cracked one eye, saw only gray light and shut it again. More insistent wet kisses nuzzled her cheek. Stop it, Saxon. She batted her face with one hand. Then her morning brain connected with what shed said and she bolted straight up in bed. Blinking, she saw dark puppy eyes gazing adoringly at her. Jewell laughed and her pounding heart fell into normal rhythm. You stinker. You made me think youd spend the night on the rug. In fact, you made yourself at home on my bed.
The pup yawned and licked her nose with a happy little yip.
Okay, Im awake. Breakfast time. Then you have to go into one of my holding cages in the clinic. Ill take your picture, make a flyer and distribute it around town.
The minute she looked out the window, it was plain her first workday home had opened with a gorgeous sunrise.
Jewell hummed as she showered. She ate, fed the pup and made a mental list of what she had to do today. In the course of unpacking last night shed found the business card of Saxons agent. Handing it off to Leland would be her first task after she printed up a stack of flyers.
Two hours later, driving along the lane to Lelands house, she saw he had two men tilling his fields. Her breath caught. Had he sold his ranch?
Hi, Leland, she said, making herself sound more cheerful than she felt when the old guy answered her knock and stepped out on his porch. Whats with your fields?
I leased a section to Eddie Four Bear and Aaron Younger. My Realtor says ranches arent selling. This way I have lease money coming in and the fields look productive. I assume my nephew didnt return with you.
No. Jewell made a face. My flight was delayed a few days due to a hurricane. I came to give you a card for Saxons agent. Hes off on a tour. I left your letter with one of his staff. Im afraid Saxons not coming here, she said as gently as possible. If you need anything, call me, please.
The old fellow sighed. I knew it was a long shot. Thanks for the card, he said and turned away. I really need to see him. He and I have to talk.
Jewell chewed the inside of her cheek. Was his skin more sallow than before shed left? It must be her imagination, or the lighting. She hadnt been gone that long.
After saying goodbye, she spent the morning tacking up flyers about the pup. No one she spoke to had heard anyone say theyd lost a pet.
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ALL WEEKEND SHE was kept busy with calls from clients, and she hadnt found time to phone her friends. But on Monday, Jewell left a ranch and drove to town for her lunch with the Artsy Ladies. Running a bit late, she rushed into the Snowy Owl Café at ten after one.
Becky, a high school girl who helped Doreen Mercer after school and during summers, greeted Jewell. The other ladies are at that back table. Theyve ordered. What can I get for you?
Tuna sandwich. And iced tea. Thanks, Becky.
Hey, theres Jewell, Tawana announced. Glad you could make it. You were away extra time and then so tied up youve missed all our news.