Sight Shot (Imogene Museum Mystery #3) - Plot & Excerpts
Tuppence met me and clambered into the RV as soon as I unlocked the door. She went straight to her huge pillow bed and sank into the middle. At seventy pounds, she’s too big to hide completely, though. “Need more blankets in your kennel? Poor dog.” I bent and scratched her back then felt a paw. Her pads were warm and dry and rough. How do you know when it’s too cold outside for a dog — when the built-in fur coat isn’t enough? Tuppence would never tolerate wearing a doggy sweater. “Want to go with me this afternoon?” Her tail thumped twice. “My last encounter with Edna bordered on an altercation. If things get dicey, I’m counting on you to get me out in one piece.” Tuppence yawned and wriggled deeper into the pillow. “If I didn’t know better, I’d say you’d been out carousing.” I pushed down the edge of the pillow to get a better view of Tuppence’s face, but she was already asleep. I shivered in my coat and checked the furnace thermostat — on time and on temp at 70 degrees.
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