The Art of Wag by Susan C. Daffron

Author:Susan C. Daffron [Daffron, Susan C.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Magic Fur Press
Published: 2014-10-13T07:00:00+00:00

As Tracy walked into her apartment, the strident yapping of her angry dachshund surrounded her. “Hi Roxy. I know I interrupted your evening routine, but I actually had a date.” Roxy paused, seeming to contemplate this news for a moment, but then resumed her angry diatribe.

Tracy waved her hands at the dog. “Quiet, Roxy! Let me check my messages, then we can go for a walk. You’re not gonna like it, though. It’s getting cold out there.”

Tracy pressed the button on her answering machine and heard Rob’s deep voice tell her that he hadn’t made it to Alpine Grove today, but would be there tomorrow afternoon. She looked down at Roxy. “I’m sure glad he didn’t show today. I forgot about it when the whole prospect of actually going out with a hot guy came up.” She grabbed the leash, bent down, and clipped it on the dog. “Okay little dog, let’s go.”

Roxy eagerly rushed to the door and Tracy picked her up for the journey down the stairs. They exited the stairwell and Tracy put the dog down on the sidewalk. A big gust of wind whipped at the small dog’s fur and Roxy looked up at Tracy in dismay.

Tracy moved forward, dragging the dog behind her. “I told you that you wouldn’t like it.” Roxy ran to a patch of grass, relieved herself, and turned back toward the gift store. Tracy followed the dog back to the doorway to the stairs. “You sure get a lot more efficient when the weather turns.”

The next day at the vet clinic was mercifully free of emergencies. Tracy was relieved to finally get the “easy” day that was supposed to have happened on Monday. At the end of the day, Tracy was doing the final accounting and looked up when Rob walked through the door. She pointed at his head. “Hey, you got a haircut.” The shorter hair lowered the Scooby-Doo factor somewhat. Shaggy’s hairstyle really wasn’t a good look for anybody. Rob’s hair was still sort of all over the place, but at least now there was less of it.

He leaned on the desk. “I can take a hint. And I never want to subject my hair to that nasty junk you put in it ever again.”

“You’re not going to forgive me for that, are you?”

“I’ll get over it. Are you ready to leave? We have a lot of work to do. Do you have any sketches I can look at yet?”

Tracy shook her head. The idea hadn’t even occurred to her. “I was busy. There was an urgent laundry situation and then an emergency here yesterday, so I had to work late. Are you staying at the H12?”

He rested his elbows on the counter. “Yes. It’s really kind of a dump, isn’t it?”

“I didn’t say it was nice. I said it was convenient. There’s a difference.”

“That’s true.” He turned and waved toward the greater Alpine Grove area. “It’s great that I can walk everywhere. I did some window shopping on my walk down here to the clinic.

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