you seriously when you say things like that.â
âWhat, just because of the name of the show? Iâm trying to school you on one of the most ingenious writers and directors of a generation.â
âAnd Iâm listening, but Iâm sorry, itâs a little hard to imagine.â
âYou should be apologizing to the great Joss Whedon, not me,â he said.
She glanced his way and caught the smile heâd been fighting. âAs soon as I get home, Iâll write an extensive apology and post it to my mommy blog.â
âYou have a mommy blog?â
âNo, but it would be funny if I did. Mine would be âwhat not to do as a parent.â â Shit, why had she said that to him?
âIâm sure most women feel like that.â
Dani knew his comment was supposed to be comforting, but he didnât know her or her situation. So far, sheâd just been doing her best, but nothing ever felt like it was good enough, especially compared to other moms. Moms who had waited until they had a career, had picked the right guy and gotten married. The freaking Pinterest moms who put all their amazing cupcakes and DIY birthday party decorations up for everyone to ooh and ahh over.
She hated those moms. There wasnât a crafty bone in her body, and staring at all of those perfectly creative ideas and handmade awesomeness left her feeling even more like a failure.
âSo, how long have you worked at the shelter?â Tyler asked.
She was grateful for the change in subject and the escape from her pity party. âOnly a few weeks. I actually work the night shift at Fairview Animal Hospital so I can be home during the day with my son. I only usually do a few hours in the morning at the shelter, but today one of the other women called in to say sheâd be a little late, so I agreed to stay.â
âWhere is your son?â he asked.
Was he accusing her of something? âHeâs with my mom, not that itâs any of your business.â
âHey, no need to get hostile. I was just asking,â he said.
âIâm not hostile; I just donât appreciate the insinuation that Iâm neglecting my son.â
âWhoa, no insinuation! Geez, are you always this defensive?â he asked.
Dani didnât say anything, partly because she was embarrassed. She was constantly taking flak from her mom about how she was raising Noah, and it had just become instinct to immediately go on the defensive. Even with a total stranger who was just being inquisitive. She shouldnât have jumped down his throat. Especially since he was helping out Fugly.
âWhat are you going to do with Fugly if he makes it?â she asked.
âI figure Iâll see what his injuries are, and depending on how he does during his temperament evaluation, Iâll find something for him to do. The first item on the agenda is to give him a better name.â
âWhat if he doesnât pass?â
She saw it, even if it was just a flicker. The grim downturn of his mouth that said exactly what would happen if he didnât pass.
âI like to think positively,â he said.
Dani had a feeling he was avoiding the question for her benefit. Heâs probably scared youâll rip his face off if he says the wrong thing.
âHow many dogs are you looking for?â she asked.
âI have four open kennels, but if I find more that are a good fit, Iâll usually foster them or one of the other trainers will take them in.â
âIsnât it hard doing that? Testing a dog, and when he fails, knowing heâs most likely going to die?â she asked.
âItâs the way it is, and until we can come up with a better system, I can only save the ones I can train as police, military, search and rescue, and therapy dogs. We are trying to grow, and the goal is to have an Alpha Dog program in every city, but itâs just us for now.â
Dani swallowed back the sour