Hooked On Ewe
“There she had created her Poppy Red yarn skeins, dying and spinning them from the farm’s wool. Ordinarily, her presence in this room would be an encouraging sign. She could usually be found there wearing an apron and a pair of yellow gloves, surrounded by sponges, and brushes, and all the other tools of her trade. Today, she sat at her painting table, apronless, with her two Westies sleeping at her feet and her hands clasped together on the table as she stared listlessly into space.
Coco an...d Pepper perked up at my arrival and ran over, discovering plentiful odors on my pant legs to indulge their canine senses. Vicki glanced up, did a double take, and said, “What happened to you?”
“I’ll explain later,” I said, heading for the kitchen where I washed my hands at the sink while making a mental list of future investigation supplies to purchase. Disposable gloves were at the top of the list. Vicki followed me at a distance, but the Westies were right on my heels, loving the new me.MoreLess
Coco an...d Pepper perked up at my arrival and ran over, discovering plentiful odors on my pant legs to indulge their canine senses. Vicki glanced up, did a double take, and said, “What happened to you?”
“I’ll explain later,” I said, heading for the kitchen where I washed my hands at the sink while making a mental list of future investigation supplies to purchase. Disposable gloves were at the top of the list. Vicki followed me at a distance, but the Westies were right on my heels, loving the new me.MoreLess
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