The veterinarian in Braddock gave Moses a thorough examination and pronounced him healthy, though underweight. He’d never seen the puppy before and had no idea where he’d come from. “I’m sure I can find a home for him,” he told them. “He’s a little cutie. Chihuahuas are always popular.”
Bliss took the towel-wrapped bundle of puppy back into her arms and murmured something about “we’ll see.” So much for the “no pets” policy, Granger grumbled to himself, but he didn’t really mind. Moses hadn’t even barked once. He was the most endearing perky-eared thing.
They found a Target that was still open. Bliss bought a dog bed, some puppy chow, and the most absurd dog toys Granger had ever seen. Since it was midnight by the time they were done, and they were all exhausted, they checked into a motel
