Chapter 155: Baby or Dog?

The next few days felt like the honeymoon period really began. They enjoyed everything the island offered, from swimming in the ocean to sipping cocktails on the beach. They finally did go on the birdwatching tour as well as snorkelling and hiking.

Still, Emily felt something was nagging at her. She couldn't forget that poor flea-ridden dog she had seen that first day.

"I was thinking," she said as they rested in hammocks in the pleasantly cool courtyard of the hotel, "Maybe we should see that dog again. I wonder how he's doing…"

"I thought you might say that," Byron replied.

"And we don't have any outings planned for tomorrow."

"I thought we were going to relax and enjoy the beach," Byron said, "but if you want to see a smelly, mangy dog, that's even better."

"Byron!" she cried reprovingly.

"I'm kidding," he said, "I kind of want to see the dog too. I hope he's feeling okay."

They returned to the shelter to find a young woman named Anya in charge of the dogs. She seemed like