Fox Afield by Robin Roseau

Author:Robin Roseau [Roseau, Robin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Gay & Lesbian, Paranormal, Fantasy, Lesbian, Romance, (v4.0)
Amazon: B00DPQ7IXI
Publisher: Robin Roseau
Published: 2013-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Coffee Shop

I let all of us in through the back gate. As soon as the gate was closed, I let Red off leash. We let ourselves in through the back door.

"We're back," I said. Everyone was sitting in the family room. Red buried his nose in his water dish while the rest of us headed into the family room. "Red was great," I said. "He got along well with the other dogs, and we had a nice time."

"Good," Bree said, sounding strained.

"Are you sure I can't get anything for Virginia?" I said. "Chicken soup or something?"

"What?" said Robert. "Oh. No. She'll be fine in a few days, I'm sure."

Gia turned her computer around to me, and I read it carefully. "We have email from Greg. He told us your plans."

I took the computer and typed carefully, "We need to get rid of the bugs."

Brooke shook her head. She dug through the papers on the coffee table and found one for me. "Close range."

I nodded. She gathered all the papers together very quietly and gave them to me, I guess for Lara to read later. I stuffed them into my backpack.

"Well," I said. "Time for me to go. I can stop by later or tomorrow to give Red another walk. He seemed to appreciate this one."

"All right," said Bree. "Thanks, Michaela."

I nodded, collected the wolves, and we headed out the door.

* * * *

"All right, Lara," I said, once we were a couple of blocks away. "Coffee shop or head back to the motel. Motel?" She was silent. "Coffee shop?" She chuffed. "Got it." I stepped us into a jog, the wolves running alongside me.

It wasn't until we were down near the waterfront that it got dicey with the wolves. They were large and intimidating, even though they were well-behaved. And, not that surprising, we got stopped by a bicycle cop.

"You guys sit!" I said. "Down!" They immediately dropped to their bellies and panted at him.

"Your dogs need to be on leash," the cop said.

"Ashland laws state on leash or firmly under voice control," I said. "They are firmly under voice control."

"They are very big," the cop said.

"Yes sir."

He looked at the wolves then at me. "You look familiar, ma'am."

"Maybe, sir. Michaela Redfur. I used to work for US Fish and Wildlife."

"Now I remember you," he said. He looked at the wolves. "They're very big."

"Yes, sir." I grinned at him.

"They aren't wolves, are they?"

"Oh, no, sir. I would never have a wolf in the city or off leash. They're wild animals sir, even if you train them. No, these are Burnsen dogs. They're very uncommon, but my spouse's family raises them." Lara chuffed at me. Burnsen dogs, indeed. "They're excellent hunting dogs and great with families, although deeply protective of the people they love. After the troubles I had this spring, everyone insists I bring at least one or two of these everywhere I go."

"Ohh," he said. "I heard about that. How did it turn out?"

"Very well, sir. I am safe to roam the merry streets again.

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