“ What, Mick said softly, is Lad doin’ in me bed?Hearing his name, Lad opened small, piggish, upside-down eyes, gazing with idiotic adoration as his whip-thin tail thumped the covers.Ah. Harry scratched… Elizabeth Hoyt
“ Goggie! she exclaimed, holding both hands out urgently to Lad, who’d been dozing by the fire.By all means, Michael replied amicably, as if he and Mary were having a conversation. Let’s bring the mutt… Elizabeth Hoyt
“ She swallowed, watching as the servants and Harry and Bert trooped out of the room. Lad, apparently not the brightest dog in the world, sat down next to Mickey O’Connor and leaned against his leg.Mr.… Elizabeth Hoyt
