Badger to the Bone (Honey Badger Chronicles, #3)

by Shelly Laurenston

“You are just so cute!” she cooed at the dog. “Are you just visiting?” “Do you really expect it to answer?” Zé had to ask. Because he’d never understood people who actually spoke to dogs. Still holding the animal, she looked up at Zé. “What are you doing?” she asked instead of answering him. “Honestly, I have no idea.” She let out a breath, briefly closing her eyes. Then, with a very healthy bellow, “Max!” “It’s not my fault!” was the reply. “I swear . . .” the woman muttered before she yelled out again, “Who is this person on the china cabinet?” “That’s a cat,” was yelled back. “I rescued him!” “I thought we agreed. No more strays!” “Are you keeping that dog I see you holding?” “He . . .” She lifted the dog with both hands, confirmed its lower bits, and finished with, “He is just visiting.” “Well, so is the cat!” Rolling her eyes, the woman looked at Zé again. “I’m Charlie,” she said. “Zé.”

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