Motorcycle Girl: Book Three

Chapter 13: Valerie

OKAY BUT LOOK AT WINSTON ON THE SIDE

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My sneakers clap against the pavement as I cross the parking lot, walking into PetSmart. Winston nipples on my thumb adorably as I look around.

Where is the dogs section?

How do you even own a dog?

I search for the sign that says Dog or Puppy.

I spot one that says Dogs and I wander over to it, clutching. The pup in my hands when a giant murderous looking dog passes.

When I reach the dog section, I frown.

This isn't dog supplies, this is live dogs.

I spin on my heel, looking for some checklist or a sign that say where to go.

Why is this so confusing?

I wander down some aisle, and I find a worker. She looks to be a few years younger than me, blonde hair to her waist and green eyes.

"Uh, can you help me?" I ask. She turns around and her eyes widen.

"Who is this little guy?" She giggles and reaches out to pet him.

"Winston." I grin. "He's cute, isn't he?"

"He is." She nods. "What can I help you with?" She looks at me and her eyes widen again.

"I don't know how to own a dog. What do I buy?"

She smiles.

"Well...do you have anything?"

I shake my head. She smiles. "Let's get you a cart."

She walks off and I follow her. She grabs a cart and pushes it for me.

"Let's see...you need something to keep him in while you aren't home, that way he doesn't chew anything."

"He's going to chew things?" I ask. She looks at me.

"He's a puppy."

"So?"

"Think of a baby. You know they chew things, right?"

"Yes." I say.

Of course I know they chew things. I have two children.

"Puppies do the same thing."

"Interesting." I say. She walks over to the cages.

"Now he's a baby now but he's going to get big. So you need a bigger crate." She gestures to the big ones. I study them.

"These are huge. He's the size of my arm."

"Yes, but he's going to get big." She says.

I hand Winston to her and pick up one of the cages. It's heavy, and I can feel her eyes on me as I toss the crate under the cart.