Meet Me at Pebble Beach: Part Three – Sink or Swim

Poor Elvis, thought Regan. She’d not thought about the sort of life he’d had living on the streets with Kevin. ‘And after the surgery – is he all okay?’ Regan held her breath.

‘He’s amazing. He’s a bit sore and he’s very unhappy about having to wear a collar, but the operation was a success. He just needs to heal.’

Regan’s shoulders slumped in relief. ‘Can we see him?’

‘Sure. Come through. You can pet him but don’t touch his stitches, all right?’ They both nodded their understanding.

Elvis was lying in the same pen he’d been in after his operation. He wagged his tail excitedly at the sight of Regan and tried to stand up when the nurse opened the cage.

‘Easy, boy. You need to take care,’ said Regan. He looked a million times better than he had the other night, but she couldn’t ignore his shaved fur and the long set of Frankenstein stitches on his abdomen.

‘It’s really okay,’ said the nurse, seeing Regan’s expression. ‘They had to get in quick. He had internal bleeding and a ruptured bowel.’

‘You poor thing,’ said Charlie, joining Regan in giving Elvis some fuss.

Regan looked at the dogs in the pens around Elvis. Each one had a label explaining who they were. A beautiful black dog with more than a hint of Labrador in his genes pawed at the grille for attention. Regan checked his label. Barney. I bet Barney has a home to go to and people who love him, she thought.

‘Thanks for everything you’ve done,’ said Regan.

‘You’re welcome,’ said the nurse. ‘I’ve a huge soft spot for him – he’s like the dog I had as a child. Next time you want to see Elvis, ask for me. My name’s Deborah.’

Charlie and Regan exchanged looks.

‘Thanks,’ said Regan. ‘I’ve got a good friend called Debbie.’

‘You’ll remember it then,’ said Deborah. ‘Try not to worry about Elvis. He’ll soon be back to himself,’ she added, shutting the cage again.

Elvis’s big sad eyes stared out at Regan. ‘You can’t come out until you’re better,’ she said, pushing her fingers through the wire. But what happens then? she wondered.

She had no idea.

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