Kara is already leading us to the back of the house, and when she opens the door to a large room, I’m charged by white fur. Six dogs that look like teddy bears run toward us like we’re covered with beef.
“Oh my goodness.” I laugh, bending down and getting licked to death. “You really are the cutest things I’ve ever seen.”
I stand up and turn, and Tully is holding one up to his face. She’s nestled against him, looking so content.
“This is her,” he says softly. “Here, why don’t you hold her?”
He hands her to me.
“Oh, you’re good. You know the way to make me melt, don’t you?” I tease him.
But then the puppy cuddles up against me, glances up with the sweetest eyes, and sighs. Yep, I’m in love.
“Okay, it worked,” I say.
Tully’s head falls back like he’s so relieved.
“Oh, that’s wonderful,” Kara pipes up, and I jump.
I didn’t realize she was so close.
“I can get her papers for you, and I’ll throw in a complimentary kennel and dog food so you don’t have to get anything tonight.Mark!” she yells, and I jump again.“Get a kennel and dog food ready to go!”Her voice is softer when she looks at me again. “That way you can just get her home and get to know each other.” She beams, clasping her hands together. “We take Zelle or cash.”
“Oh, okay. Great.” I glance at Tully, thinking maybe we should talk about this a little more, but I look back down at the sweet puppy, who’s looking up at me with adoration. “Should we?” I ask Tully.
“I think so,” he says, reaching out to pet the puppy.
Kara puts the phone between his hand and the puppy. “Here’s my Zelle information.”
“Great.” He chuckles.
He pulls out his phone and pays for the puppy, and Kara is at the door in the next second, waving us forward.
We hurry over and follow her to the front door.
She laughs as we walk. “I don’t suppose you want two.”
“Better just start with the one,” Tully says, much to my relief.
The kennel and dog food are sitting by the front door, along with a folder.
“Thanks so much,” Kara says, opening the door wide. “You guys take care.”
Tully and I glance at each other, eyebrows raised when she isn’t looking.
“You too,” Tully says.
The door is shut before I say anything, and Tully and I look at each other again.
“Is it me, or was she in a big hurry to get rid of us?” he says.
“Definitely not just you.”
We grin as we look at our new puppy. She really is adorable. We hear a dog bark and glance over. At the gate is the biggest dog I’ve ever seen, and it looks like a mop. My mouth gapes.
“Whoa,” Tully says.
“What kind of dog did you say this was?” I ask.
