Chapter 8 — Chloe Laughs at the Sight of Buster’s Sticky Whiskers
Buster trotted into the living room to check on the commotion.
He padded softly across the rug.
His golden tail gave a lazy wag.
He stopped directly in front of Chloe.
Buster raised his head and let out a friendly bark.
He licked his own nose with a long, pink tongue.
He tasted the leftover sweet berry filling.
Chloe stared down at the golden retriever.
She saw the white smudge still clinging to his muzzle.
A small smile broke through her tear-streaked face.
Chloe giggled at the sight of Buster’s sticky whiskers.
She reached out and patted the dog’s soft head.
“It was you,” Chloe laughed softly.
Buster tilted his head and let out another happy woof.
The heavy tension in the room instantly vanished.
Andrew stood up from the rug.
He looked down at the messy dog and the smiling girl.
Andrew grabbed a roll of paper towels and a damp cloth to begin the massive kitchen cleanup.