The following is an exert from my work in progress, The Throuple Private Eye—Business is Booming; A Jen McDowell Series. We adopted two greyhounds. They were great pets, but both passed a couple of years ago. They were named Prada and Groovy. Both were retired racing dogs. Prada was the smarter of the two and more laid back. I decided to include her my next novel as a service dog. Here is one exert of how I included her. Enjoy.
The Throuple Private Eye—Business is Booming; A Jen McDowell Series
Jen returned from a doctor’s appointment to find tension in the air at the office. She looked at Molly who was focused on her computer and ignoring Jen. She looked at Prada who was on her bed with her back toward Molly. “What happened?” Jen asked.
Molly looked up from her computer. “What do you mean?”
“Obviously, something happened,” Jen answered. “Prada has her back toward you which she only does when she’s pissed, and you’re not talking. What did you do?”
“Why do you always take her side?” Molly shot back. “Nothing happened.”
“Come on, tell me. I can’t work like this when you two are upset.”
“If you must know, when I tried to give Prada her pills this morning, and she snapped at me, so I swatted her.”
“Did you hurt her?” Jen asked.
“No,” Molly replied. “I didn’t hit her that hard.”
“No,” Jen continued. “I meant when you gave her the pills. I know you use that pill insert thingy. Maybe you hurt her.”
Molly thought for a moment. “Maybe I did.”
“Well, apologize already.”
Molly signed. “Okay. I’ll make bacon as a peace offering.” Molly went to the kitchen and returned in a few minutes with two crisp pieces of bacon. She knelled down by Prada. Prada lifted her head. A good sign. Molly petted Prada’s head. “Prada, honey. I’m sorry. Would you like some bacon?” Prada ate the two pieces of bacon and licked Molly’s face.
“I guess she accepts your apology,” Jen said.
The Throuple Private Eye—Business is Booming; A Jen McDowell Series
Jen returned from a doctor’s appointment to find tension in the air at the office. She looked at Molly who was focused on her computer and ignoring Jen. She looked at Prada who was on her bed with her back toward Molly. “What happened?” Jen asked.
Molly looked up from her computer. “What do you mean?”
“Obviously, something happened,” Jen answered. “Prada has her back toward you which she only does when she’s pissed, and you’re not talking. What did you do?”
“Why do you always take her side?” Molly shot back. “Nothing happened.”
“Come on, tell me. I can’t work like this when you two are upset.”
“If you must know, when I tried to give Prada her pills this morning, and she snapped at me, so I swatted her.”
“Did you hurt her?” Jen asked.
“No,” Molly replied. “I didn’t hit her that hard.”
“No,” Jen continued. “I meant when you gave her the pills. I know you use that pill insert thingy. Maybe you hurt her.”
Molly thought for a moment. “Maybe I did.”
“Well, apologize already.”
Molly signed. “Okay. I’ll make bacon as a peace offering.” Molly went to the kitchen and returned in a few minutes with two crisp pieces of bacon. She knelled down by Prada. Prada lifted her head. A good sign. Molly petted Prada’s head. “Prada, honey. I’m sorry. Would you like some bacon?” Prada ate the two pieces of bacon and licked Molly’s face.
“I guess she accepts your apology,” Jen said.
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