Page 111 of Just Another Silly Love Song

“Of course. I used to have one.”

“Awww.” She rubbed the side of my arm. “He crossed the Rainbow Bridge?”

I shook my head. “He crossed the bridge to my ex’s house. Haven’t seen him since.”

“And you miss him?” Kaitlyn asked.

I nodded. “Every single day.”

“Well, come on. Let me show you some dogs that will take you to your happy place.” Kaitlyn led me around to visit many of the dogs available for adoption. “We care for and adopt out more than three thousand pets a year. The puppies always go the fastest. Sometimes people sleep in the parking lot overnight to have a chance to adopt one.”

“Not a surprise. They’re so darn cute.”

“But older dogs need love, too.” She frowned.

I crossed my arms, trying to keep a straight face. “Was that a dig at me?”

Kaitlyn laughed. “No, silly. I know you don’t have to worry about that since you have wonderful and amazing Lori. By the way, you two are the cutest couple ever.”

“Thanks,” I said, even though Lori and I had never talked about being a couple.

Were we a couple?

Why wouldn’t we be a couple?

I had no interest in seeing anyone else.

She kissed me like she had no problem being exclusive with me.

I guess that was something we needed to talk about, but not before I kissed her first.

Kaitlyn gestured to the medium-size black and tan dog. “Like Bob here. He’s ten years old and needs love, just like the rest of them.”

“He’s a German shepherd?”

She nodded. “Yeah, but a little smaller than normal because he’s got a mix of something else. He’s such a sweet, sweet boy, but on the quiet side.”

“Woof!”

Bob just stared at me, his eyes locked on mine.

“Woof! Woof!”

“Quiet, huh?” I laughed.

Kaitlyn squatted in front of the window and studied Bob. “That’s odd, I don’t think I’ve heard him bark one single time since he got here. It looks like he’s trying to communicate with you.”

I wasn’t so sure.

“Woof! Woof!”

His bark was full and deep and loud.

It wasn’t aggressive barking. It was like he was asking to be let out to run around or hoping someone would just give him a belly rub. Bob’s tail was wagging and his tongue was hanging out, his eyes never leaving mine.

Was Kaitlyn right?

Was Bob trying to communicate with me?