Well, I didn’t get to make the decision on whether or not we were moving after all.
I was loading up my bike to leave and turned around to grab my last bag when I saw Mama, dropping Hansel onto the trailer. Of course, it’s ice-cold metal and set him squalling, but I hauled out the winter coats and made a nest of sorts for them. By the time I was finished, Baretta and Hansel were both huddled in the nest and Mama was bringing out Stella. I saved her the hassle and got Gretchen.
So now I have a pack of eleven dogs. Wonderful.
Soulless Daze: Surviving the Apocalypse 