THAT EVENING, TRIXIE carried the pasta to the table while Drew sliced up the garlic bread and Joshua curled up contentedly in the corner on his doggy bed.
“I think today was a huge hit,” she said. “And I really enjoyed meeting and talking with Madeleine and Mason. They’ve got the same mindset we do.”
“Yep,” Drew agreed. “And I think working with them will enable us to help even more dogs that need us.”
Trixie smiled. “I don’t know that things could get any better,” she announced as she scooped pasta from the serving bowl onto their plates.
“I can only think of one more thing that would make it all completely perfect,” Drew said behind her. “More... what’s the word I’m looking for... proper.”
“Really? What’s that?” Trixie asked as she finished plating the pasta and set the bowl down.
