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“How’s your manhunt coming?”
She was diverted. “I made up a sketch of what I remembered the perp looked like,” she said, “on our computer at work. I made copies and took it by several businesses for them to post. We might get lucky.”
“Did you bring one with you?”
“It’s at the house,” she replied. “I had several copies left over.”
“I’d like to take a look at one when we get back. I’ve lived here all my life,” he reminded her. “I might recognize him, if he’s local.”
“I should have thought about that.”
“You’ve had a lot on your mind.”
“True.”
He pulled up at the veterinary hospital and opened the door for her.
Snow was much better. She howled when she saw them, her blue eyes laughing.
They laughed, too.
“She’s responding very well to treatment,” Dr. Clay said, satisfied with the dog’s progress. “I think she’ll be fine.”
“The seizures?”
She sighed. “Well, yes, that’s going to be an ongoing problem, I’m afraid,” she added. “She had one earlier. But we gave her phenobarbital and she responded nicely. There’s a little hesitation with her gait as well, but I think that will go away in time. The seizures are something you’ll have to deal with.”
“I’ve seen epileptic seizures,” Meadow replied. “My mother had them. I got very good at giving her injections.”
“What sort of seizures?” Dr. Clay asked.
“Grand mal,” Meadow replied.
The vet winced. “Those can be scary.”
“They always were,” Meadow agreed. “But we coped. I’ll cope with Snow. I’m just so grateful that she lived. Thanks for all you did.”
“Just my job, but you’re welcome,” Dr. Clay replied with a warm smile. “I’ll leave you to visit with her while I wait for an emergency that’s coming in. Cat got attacked by a stray dog,” she sighed. “The owner was almost hysterical.”
“I can identify with that,” Meadow replied.
* * *
Dr. Clay went back out front. Dal and Meadow settled down next to Snow’s cage and talked to her and petted her.
“You’ll be coming home, soon, in case you wondered if I was going to desert you,” Meadow told her pet.
Snow seemed to laugh. Her blue eyes were bright and attentive.
“I miss you at night,” Meadow confessed. “The house gets so lonely.”
Snow nuzzled her hand.
“Did you talk to your dog?” Meadow asked Dal.
“All the time, just the way you talk to Snow,” he replied. “She was a lot of company. So is Jarvis, but he’s more arrogant and self-sufficient than a dog. He cuddles, but only on his terms.”
She smiled. “We never had cats. Mama didn’t like them. I love Jarvis,” she added. “He’s so sweet.”
