Epilogue (9)

Three years later…

Iris was sitting in her office when a loud whine came from a room nearby followed by a thud. A man laughed, and Iris could hear the soft voice of the worker at the front desk.

'That girl, what is she doing?'

It was hard enough for Iris to make sure they didn't go under without bringing in her personal savings, so why did they have to create a commotion outside? She needed time to think of a way to find home for more of the pets.

The man raised his voice, saying something about it being fine, and Iris pushed off her desk. Something clearly had happened and she couldn't leave the young teenage girl to deal with it by herself.

"What's happening?" she asked upon coming out of her office.

Right away she saw Spots, a young Dalmatian abandoned in a park nearby with nothing but a name tag. It had taken them a good couple weeks to heal the injuries he'd gotten after running by himself and to nurse him back to good health.