Josey's Christmas Cookie by Kleve Sharon

Author:Kleve, Sharon [Kleve, Sharon]
Language: eng
Format: epub
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Publisher: Books to Go Now
Published: 2012-11-23T00:00:00+00:00

“My darling Harry, that’s rude. I’m sorry for my mate’s poor manners. I’m Beatrice and this is Harry. We live in this neighborhood and watch after Josey. It’s nice to see she has company now.”

“Its okay, I know I look silly. My name’s Cookie. My owners died in a car crash and I have cuts all over my belly. This contraption keeps them clean,” said Cookie.

Beatrice replied, “Oh my sweet creature, I’m so sorry for your loss. From what I can tell from the trips Josey’s making back and forth to her house, she’ll take very good care of you.”

“She’s a really nice lady. I hope she keeps me. I can be a little messy; at least that’s what my owners said. They didn’t care though,” said Cookie.

Harry said, “I’m sorry for what I said. It looks like Josey is coming for you. We’ll see you around, Cookie.” Harry and Beatrice flew back to their perch on the power line.

***

Oh boy, it took two guys to get Cookie into my car. I hope I can get him out without hurting him. “Okay Cookie, I’m going to slowly lower you to the ground. Please don’t run away.” Cookie landed softly on all fours, sat back on his hind legs and smiled at me. My phone rang and I knew it was Karen. I forgot to call her and she’d probably been waiting by the phone all day. I’m a bad sister. “Hi Karen, I’m sorry I haven’t called.”

“Um, this isn’t Karen.” a familiar voice said.

“I’m sorry. I thought for sure this was my sister.”

“Nope.” Clint was playing with me.

I had to laugh. “Are you sure? You sound like her.”

Clint said, “Very funny. How’s Cookie doing?”

“Well, so far, so good. We’re standing in the driveway to my house and he’s smiling at me. What could be better than that? It took quite a while to buy all of Cookie’s doggie necessities though. He couldn’t decide on a navy blue bed or fire engine red bed. He had to test them both out and picked the red one. While I was at Wal-Mart shopping for his diapers, I bought myself a pair of rubber boots. He can drool on my shoes all he wants now. Then I got this other great idea. You know how you see dogs with bandanas wrapped around their necks? We’ll I picked up a huge pack of absorbent car wash rags in a cool camouflage color. I figured he’d look cute and they can absorb some of the drool. What do you think?” I was proud of myself.

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