Oliver
As soon as the door to my Jeep closed, I turned to Dottie.
“Did you hear that, girl? I think we just got invited to meet Mila's family for dinner. What do you think about that?"
“Woof!"
“Yeah, I'm excited, too. Kind of nervous, though. I mean, I wasn't expecting this when I took you to the park. Not that I'm complaining, of course."
She sniffled and turned to put her nose out the window. I put the Jeep into gear and hurried out of the parking lot and back to the highway.
Dinner is at six-thirty. That leaves me about ninety minutes to get home, clean myself up, and put on decent clothes.
I glanced over at Dottie.
“Well, girl, you think I have a shot with Mila?"
“Woof."
She wagged her tail, which I decided to take as a yes.
“Good girl."
She barked and came over from the p
