The next three days were insanely busy. The deadline he’d set for dog licenses had arrived along with the required rabies vaccines to be given and paperwork to be completed. But he was determined to drag the very lackadaisical community up to current veterinary standards. And he pushed hard for the spaying and neutering of all pets. He’d seen enough unwanted litters dumped, drowned or shot. So he lectured and cajoled and tried to convince as many of his clients as he could. His days were full.
But when each workday ended, his thoughts turned to his other pet project—Owen. He was aching to talk to the man again. But how could he get close without having his guts handed to him? It was a problem. So for three nights, instead of going home to the boarding house, he yielded to the urge that le
