Mila
Less than a week after the birth of Mrs. Petticoats' puppies, I awoke to softly falling snowflakes outside my window. The Montana winter had arrived a bit early.
I almost never saw snow back in Texas. Even then, Texas snow usually melted as soon as the sun came up. I can't imagine the ground being covered for days or weeks, or even months.
I rolled out of bed and followed the aroma of freshly brewed coffee into my kitchen.
Mr. Coffee has been the only man in my life for a long time. While he's reliable, he's not the best conversationalist.
My thoughts drifted toward Oliver. Things had been busy, and I'd barely seen him in the last week. Though Oliver was on my mind, Dr. Ethan rattled around in there, too. Delivering puppies together had brought everyone at the clinic closer.
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