Chapter Four
“NOO-NOO,” SAID POSY in a tender voice as the little dog trotted in. Noo-noo wriggled her entire rear end and then flopped over immediately for a tummy rub while grinning lovingly up at Posy.
There were a handful of customers in the Patchwork Cottage, and they all hurried over to ooh and ahh over Noo-noo and then show pictures on their phones of their own dogs.
Posy beamed at Beatrice and said in a low voice, “I think Noo-noo might be a big draw for folks to shop here! She’s certainly a conversation-starter.” They glanced over at the women who were still sharing pictures with each other and loving on the corgi, who was soaking it all up.
Beatrice said, “If she’s not a tremendous distraction! We want them to buy fabric and notions, not pet Noo-noo.” She looked fondly at the
