Chapter Eleven
“The dog.” I winced. “I hope she didn’t bother you. Jump on you or something?” I glanced at his suit and thought that muddy paws would certainly do a number on it.
He shook his head. “Not at all. But I was just wondering about her.”
“She showed up while I was away at lunch. No collar or tags. I think I’m going to have to get her to the vet to see if she has microchips. And I’ve made up some flyers.”
Linus nodded thoughtfully. “But won’t the veterinarian’s office be closed by the time you get out of the library?”
“Good point.” Obviously I hadn’t had my thinking cap on. There are places in town that are open normal business hours, but the library isn’t one of them.
Luna hurried up to us, looking warily over her shoulder toward Wilson’s office door. “Is the coast clear?”
