Chapter 3

“Okay, okay, I’m glad to see you, too. But I’ve only been gone a few minutes.”

Cam gently returned the dog’s feet to the seat, then tried to slide in next to him.

“Okay, buddy, move over to your side,” Cam urged.

There was no response.

Cam then lifted the hound and deposited him on the passenger side.

“God! Magee, you are so hard to maneuver! You’re like a slinky with that long back of yours. You’d think you weighed a hundred pounds.”

Cam started the car and drove to the far side of the parking lot where the dog run was located. He pulled up next to a rusted out old Ram pickup. When he opened the door he was again hit with the oven blast of hot air.

“Come on, Magee. Your turn now! Let’s get this over with and out of this heat.”