Chapter 32
Before she could call out for them all to stop, turn around, and leave her and Hobie in peace, she noticed something squirming in Jaxson’s arms. Something black and furry, skinny and odd looking, with a glint of gold. When the something caught her eye it yipped. Tiny, excited, desperate little yips.
Presley’s mouth dropped open in surprise. “Sugar Pop?”
Hobie turned back to her, his smile beaming ten thousand volts strong. “Happy birthday!”
The sentiment was echoed by the whole g**g as they joined them. Rocky and Sugar Pop punctuated the human’s celebration with their own excited barking.
“Oh, Sugar Pop,” Presley reached out to the funny little dog who was struggling against Jaxson’s hold to get to her. Someone, Jaxson she suspected, had dressed her in a glittering gold dog
