Witch Doggone Killer by Paula Lester

Author:Paula Lester [Lester, Paula]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Paula Lester
Published: 2020-05-28T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

Crosby stayed for another hour. He checked the property thoroughly but didn’t find a trace of anyone. While he was outside, Juliet confirmed to me that whoever had been there was gone.

“Do you want me to stay? I can sleep on the couch.” Crosby yawned, and I realized his eyelids were droopy.

I shook my head. “No, I’ll be fine. I have Juliet. And, besides, I don’t think two people are going to drop off animals at my house tonight.” I gave him a hug. “Thank you for coming.”

“Anytime. I’m always a phone call away.” He choked back another yawn, squeezed me in return, and then headed out.

The puppy woke up and fussed, whining and trying to climb out of the box. I warmed up some water and poured it over a bit of Juliet’s kibble to soften it and gave it to the little guy, who I thought was a beagle. “I’ll get you some puppy food in the morning,” I promised, stroking his silky, long ears.

Juliet nosed around and then gave the puppy a lick on the forehead, causing his whole body to erupt into furious wiggles. “He’s cute.”

I nodded and then knelt to give Juliet a tight hug around the neck. “You were so brave tonight.”

She leaned into me. “Intruders aren’t welcome here,” she said simply.

“I was brave too, you know. Just because I don’t have a menacing growl doesn’t mean I wouldn’t have scratched the heck out of anyone who came into this house uninvited.” Dixon’s cat expression looked indignant at being excluded from the praise.

I held out one arm and welcomed the black-and-white shorthair into the group hug. “Of course you were brave,” I cooed. “You were both my knights in shining armor.”

Juliet tipped her head toward the door, and a minute later, Aunt Dru used her key to enter the house, looking surprised when she saw me. “Oh, hello, honey. What are you doing up so late?” Then she saw the puppy and squealed, rushing forward to scoop him up mid-bite. “Who are you?” She rubbed her face in his neck, and he rewarded her with a full-body squiggle, like he was trying to climb out of his too-big skin, and a multitude of puppy kisses. She laughed and snuggled him harder. “Is this one of your patients, honey?”

I shook my head. Sometimes I did bring home seriously ill pets for the night when I didn’t want a staff member to have to check on them before morning, but that didn’t happen too often. “Someone dropped him off in a box on the front porch.” I told her everything that had happened.

“Wow.” She adjusted her hold on the puppy, who was wiggling so hard he threatened to topple out of her hands. “That sounds scary. I’m sorry I wasn’t here.” Aunt Dru finally gave up trying to hold the pup and set him gently on the ground. He darted away to resume his meal.

Aunt Dru giggled and reached down to scoop the little one’s giant ears out of the food bowl.

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