“Do you think she knows that she’s not allowed to do that? I don’t think she knows. Or maybe she does know and is just hoping we don’t?”
Callie crossed her arms. "She also lied to us about not having the specific dog. That's no good, right?"
“Definitely irresponsible,” he agreed. “Plus, we’re willing to take this dog off her hands so that he doesn’t die. And she’s trying to stop it? Puppy killer.”
Callie raised an eyebrow at the woman expectantly. "Not to mention we know a few journalists who are always willing to write new stories about people like you."
Callie raised an eyebrow before pulling out her phone. "Really now? I suppose I'll just call them, then."
“You don’t have anyone,” she said confidently. “You’re holding a phone to your ear and pretending to have a conversation.”
Callie dialed into the phone with a smirk before raising it to her ear. *** Landon shifted as his phone rang, his eyes fluttering as he moved to pick it up. "Hello..?" Callie spoke, all while glaring at the woman. "Hi Landon. I need your help and it's incredibly important." He hesitated, sitting up. "What is it?" "I'm at a pound and this woman is saying that she would rather euthanize a dog than let me buy it." Landon paused, shifting the phone. "Didn't something similar happen when we got Jellybean?" "..That's not important. What's important is that no other dogs will be mistreated this way."
