When Becky's phone rang the next day, she thought nothing of it. "Hello, Becky Crawford."
"Um, yes, Ms. Crawford?"
"Mmhm." Becky glanced at the number on the caller ID but didn't recognize it.
"This is Joanie at the Park Place Animal Shelter?"
"Yes?"
"Well, Ms. Crawford, I have to say, we're in a bit of a pickle here…See, Sarah, our night assistant, made a mistake."
Becky felt like she couldn't breathe. "What kind of mistake?"
"Well…you see, we're supposed to hold dogs for at least seven days to see if their owners claim them."
"Yeah."
"Well, if the dog is microchipped we're supposed to hold it for ten days. Sarah didn't know that."
Becky watched Cupid pounce on her hippo and roll around with it, the hippo grunting with each bite of Cupid's little puppy jaws. "Yes. And?"
Joanie
