Snow Furries (An Alpine Grove Romantic Comedy Book 4) by Daffron Susan C

Author:Daffron, Susan C. [Daffron, Susan C.]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Tags: humor romance novel vacation snowbound stranded thanksgiving, rural romance with small town sweethearts series, fiction, dog stories with happy endings bernese mountain dog german shepherd, sweet clean holiday romance, real estate appraiser romantic comedy clean workplace with single women, pets and romance with cats and dogs, humorous romance novel with dogs and cats
Publisher: Magic Fur Press
Published: 2014-12-29T05:00:00+00:00

After following Jack and Frank to the cabin and unbundling herself, Becca started gathering the various articles of garbage strewn around the room and throwing them into a big black trash bag Jack was hauling behind him. Frank was following after Jack, making sure nothing fell out of the bag. Becca grabbed the edge of the black plastic and chucked a Ritz cracker wrapper in. “Would you slow down? It’s not like we’re leaving this second.”

Jack stopped and the harsh jangling noise of the telephone ringing reverberated through the small space. Becca jumped and pressed her hand to her chest. “Answer it, Jack! That thing almost gave me a heart attack.”

Handing her the bag, he said, “Keep this away from Frank. He’s a pro dumpster diver.”

Jack picked up the phone. “Hi Cliff. Thanks for calling and letting us know. I’m going to call a tow truck and see if they can pull out our rigs. Yeah, the food was great. Thanks again.”

As he hung up the phone, Becca looked at him, clasping her hands together around the bag expectantly. “So the road is clear?”

“They’re working on it. The plow is out there and we’ll probably hear it in a few minutes.” He walked over to the sofa, sat down, and pulled the phone book out from under the old olive green telephone.

Becca waved toward the phone on the end table. “Utilities. What a concept. I feel so modern.”

He looked up from the phone book. “I hope you didn’t hit anything when you spun out your car.”

“I don’t think so. I didn’t feel anything. But that’s all kind of a blur.” She sat down next to him, holding the garbage bag closed, away from Frank’s large head. “It feels like a long time ago.”

“Four days is a long time without a shower.”

Becca stood up, suddenly self-conscious. “Thanks.” She looked down at the phone. “I need to call the H12. And Kat. I hope Mona is okay. My poor little dog probably thinks I dumped her there for good.” Handing the bag back to Jack, she said, “You are officially responsible for this again. I need to go find Kat’s number.”

Jack took the bag from her as Frank wagged a tentative, hopeful wag. “It’s not happening, Frank.”

Becca called down from the loft. “How come he didn’t just eat everything off the counters and every other flat surface? He’s certainly big enough to jump up and get it. There’s trash and dirty dishes everywhere.”

“Frank knows better. He had a learning experience about taking things he’s not supposed to off counters.”

At last, Becca found the number in her bag. She collected her possessions and stripped the sheets off the bed, folding them in a pile.

She came down from the loft and stood in front of Jack, clutching the pile of sheets to her chest. “So what should I do about all these clothes and the sheets? Personally, I’d like to burn them at this point. Should we leave them here?”

“I can wash everything at my place.

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