Five Years of Marriage to Mr. Bradford
The flowers and vegetables were blooming with vitality.
The door opened, and a dog came running out, circling happily around their feet.
"Doodle, stop that." Jocelyn picked up the dog and flashed a kind smile. "Did he scare you? This little guy is too energetic."
"Not at all." Rebecca shook her head. "He's so cute. His name is Doodle? Doodle, look here. Give me your paw."
It was a small breed, perfect for elderly people. It was easy to pick up and not too strong to walk on a leash.