What was with her and trained dogs? Noodles was a happy little thing, he loved to be alive and he loved people. Was that so bad?

Yes, apparently it was.

"Cora, seriously?" Mason said, with a slightly bewildered laugh. It sounded like she needed a hot cup of coffee and a comfy chair. Maybe that would lighten her mood. "Noodles doesn't need training. He's just friendly and he likes strangers. Give it a couple more days and he'll probably be done jumping on you." That was optimistic thinking. The licking and the love would never stop.

Mason frowned when she said that she could resist the cute, adorable face of his dog. He didn't know how it was possible, to be honest. Suddenly, Cora changed the subject and wanted to head inside. "Good idea. Want some coffee?" Mason mumbled. With his arm around her waist, he led them in through the open front door and took off her jacket for her.

Noodles walked in behind them and walked over to the letter that Mason had been reading earlier. He sat down on the floor, one of his paws on the letter and barked at Mason. Mason's eyes landed on the message and he instantly remembered what it contained. His face paled again.