Page 33 of Easton Island: A Wedding to Remember

“They could be twins.” Quinn patted her head. “I’m not sure about her name. Somehow Can-dee doesn’t fit.”

“Give it some thought. Maybe once you two get to know each other, you’ll figure out what her name is,” Morgan said.

The trio climbed into the SUV for the short ride to Quinn’s place. As soon as they opened the door, Can-dee hopped out and trotted along the edge of the driveway, as if she knew exactly where she was going.

“She’s already making herself at home,” Morgan said. “I can’t wait for her and Chester to meet.”

“I was thinking we should wait for a couple days to give Can-dee time to get used to her new home.”

“Absolutely. We don’t want to overwhelm her.” Although from watching the pup explore, Morgan had no doubt she would acclimate quickly. “I think you made the right choice.”

“I know I did.” Quinn hugged her friend. “This is the best housewarming gift ever. Thank you.”

“You’re welcome. I knew you would be a good doggie mama.” Morgan patted the pup’s head and told her goodbye before climbing into her SUV for the trip home.

Chester stood near the door, patiently waiting for Morgan to kick her shoes off and hang her jacket on the hook. He did his usual zoomies up and down the hall, his sign he was happy to seeher. The pup ran into the kitchen and promptly plopped down in front of his food dish.

“I haven’t forgotten it’s snack time.” Morgan scooped food into the dish.

Chester’s ears shot straight up. He began sniffing her hand.

“I bet you smell Can-dee.”

He buried his nose in her pant leg, tracing a path to her sock.

“Now I know you smell her. The real question is if you recognize her scent.” Morgan coaxed him to his food dish.

Chester gobbled up his snack and promptly went back to sniffing her.

Through the window, she watched a Locke Village patrol car pull into the driveway. “Wyatt is here.” Morgan hustled out the back door and caught up with him on the sidewalk. “Is it break time already?”

“Yeah. I was in the neighborhood and noticed your car in the driveway, so I figured I would pop in.”

“I’m glad you did.” She gave him a quick kiss. “Quinn adopted a dog.”

“I didn’t know she was looking for a dog.”

“She wasn’t until I took her to the local shelter.”

“That’s cool. What kind?”

“Her name is Can-dee, although Quinn isn’t sure she’ll keep the name. If you saw her, you would swear she’s Chester’s twin.” Morgan told him what Chester had done. “He’s been sniffing me like crazy. I wonder if dogs recognize their sibling’s scent.”

“I read somewhere they do, depending on how long it’s been since they were separated.”

“Can-dee was brought to the shelter around the time Quinn and I found Chester.”

Wyatt arched his eyebrow. “So they might be related.”

“That’s what we’re thinking.” Morgan told him they were going to give her pup time to settle in and then bring Chester over to meet her. “The shelter was nice. Quinn and I both donated.”

“I’ve donated myself and even dropped off strays.”

“It was hard not to want to bring them all home,” Morgan said.

“I would adopt a pet but I have such crazy hours, he or she wouldn’t get the attention they need.”

The couple chatted for a few more minutes until Wyatt’s break ended and it was time for him to start his next round of patrols.

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