Wildflower Ranch by Carolyn Brown

Author:Carolyn Brown [Brown, Carolyn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Grand Central Publishing
Published: 2020-02-04T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Six

Shiloh awoke to the noise of something scratching on the door the next morning. At first she thought she was at home on Malloy Ranch and one of the three dogs wanted someone to get up and feed them. Then she realized she was at Waylon’s place. She hadn’t seen a dog in the two days she’d been there, and hopefully, Polly hadn’t followed them home the night before. If she had, Rusty would think Shiloh had stolen her.

She got out of bed carefully so she wouldn’t wake Waylon. The rising sun defined the trees, now with a few buds and minty green leaves, instead of only dry, brittle branches. The scratching continued and she was surer with every step that Polly had run away from home.

She opened the door and the ugliest dog she’d ever seen ran into the house. It had long yellow hair, short legs, and a wide jaw. Poor thing looked like its mama might have been a corgi and its papa a Labrador—and it had a rat in its jaws. There were two things that Shiloh hated, and rats were both of them. She froze right there, door wide open, and a calico cat rushed in after the dog with another of those rat things in her mouth. The dog went to the living room, dropped the gray thing on the floor, and stretched out beside it. That’s when Shiloh realized it wasn’t a rat but a kitten.

The cat laid its little burden down, and Shiloh realized both of the critters were kittens. She started to close the door and the cat rushed out and brought in a third baby and took it to the living room. She flopped down so that the kittens were between her and the dog.

“What’s goin’ on?” Waylon asked as he crutched up the hallway. “Thunder woke me up. Is it raining?”

“Yep,” she said. “It’s raining cats and dogs.”

He peeked out the door, and raised an eyebrow. “The wind is blowing, but I don’t see any rain.”

A loud clap of thunder caused the dog to whimper and wrap itself more securely around the mama cat and the kittens.

“Good Lord!” Waylon muttered when he saw the sight in his living room. “Where did those things come from?”

“The porch, I guess,” Shiloh said. “I opened the door and both of them brought in the kittens and made themselves at home. Never seen anything like it. Thought they were carryin’ in rats at first and then I thought it was puppies. Do we keep ’em?”

“Well, I was thinkin’ about gettin’ a dog, but one that would help round up cattle, not kittens.” He crutched over to the sofa and sat down.

The dog’s tail thumped against the hardwood floor, so Waylon reached a hand down. The mutt licked it and then nosed the cat toward him. The cat left the dog to babysit her three wiggling kittens and went over to wind around Shiloh’s legs.

The rain came in like a huge sheet of water from the dark clouds.

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