Mica ran to the door and looked out, when she heard the roar of the motorcycle. Piper pulled into the yard followed by a man on a bigger bike. Getting off the motorcycle Piper grabbed her bags and stomped toward the house. The guy pulled his cycle up beside Piper’s, killed the engine and followed. Pushing the door open, Mica let Piper entered. “What’ Gavin doing here?
“Okey dokey.” Mica murmured eyeing the biker.
“Here take this little guy to the kitchen and get him settled.” Piper said, removing the puppy from her coat and handing him to Mica.
“Aww,” she cooed taking the wriggling mass of fur. “Where’d you pick him up?”
“Vet’s office. Little guy was in a cage in the back.”
“How’d they fit Gavin in one of those cages?” Mica asked, cradling the puppy to her chest.
Piper grinned at her, flopping the saddle bags over Mica’s shoulder. “Puppy chow is in there. I have to go deal with an annoying biker.”
“Uh huh, he’s saying in your room. We’re full up everywhere else.” Mica said, turning toward the kitchen with the puppy and bags.
“He’s not staying!” Piper called after her.“I think the lady doth protest too much.” Mica yelled back heading for the kitchen.
Author's Note: Unedited Version