“Adorable,” she said as she watched him with the three puppies. He had brought them over from their next door neighbor.
“Who, me?”
“No, silly, the puppies.”
“Yes, they are.”
“As adorable as they are, we aren’t going to keep all three.”
He sighed. “I was afraid you’d say that. Okay, which one do you think we should keep?”
She got up from the sofa and went over to them. She sat cross legged on the floor and looked at the little critters. She picked up the black one with the white patch on its tiny nose. She cuddled him against her. “This one,” she said.
“Good choice. Well, Patch, it looks like this is going to be your new home.”
“Patch?” she looked quizzically at her husband.
“Don’t you think it’s a fitting name?”
“It’s a bit corny but it will do.”
“I’ll take his brother and sister back over to Bill and Cheryl. Are you sure you don’t want to keep them? You know to keep Patch company?”
“I’m sure,” she insisted with a laugh. “One puppy is more than enough. While you take them back, I’ll fix up a place for this little guy.”
He sighed and got up. “All right. I’ll be back shortly.”
As she fixed up a basket with old blankets for Patch, she wondered what Erik would say if he knew that there was going to be another addition to the family. She smiled. Tomorrow, they would go shopping for a crib and think about turning the spare bedroom into a nursery.
Notes to Women 