have to go in the quarantine room first?â Adam asked.
âThe quarantine room is full right now,â Kitty replied. âBesides, this dogâs former owners brought his vet records. Heâs up-to-dateon everything.â She sighed. âThey canât keep him because theyâre moving.â
Janey traded a sad look with her friends. She couldnât believe so many people gave up their pets when they moved, or for other reasons that didnât seem very important to Janey.
The dog sniffed at Zach, his tail wagging nonstop. Then he barked and leaped against his legs, as if trying to climb right up into Zachâs arms.
Zach laughed and hoisted him up for a hug. âAw, heâs really friendly!â he exclaimed as the dog eagerly licked his face from chin to forehead. âWhatâs his name?â
âAce,â Kitty said. âHeâs a Lab mix.â
âHeâs small for a Lab mix,â Adam commented.
âYes,â Janey said with a thoughtful smile. âIâd definitely call him medium-sized, wouldnât you?â
âI suppose so.â Kitty took Ace back from Zach and led him to the empty kennel. âHere you go, boy. I hope you like your new home.â
âDonât worry,â Janey said, still smiling. âI doubt heâll be there for long.â
âHope not.â Kitty headed for the door. âWell, Iâd better go finish his paperwork.â
She hurried out. Zach kneeled and poked his fingers in through the bars so Ace could lick them. Meanwhile, Lolli stared at Janey.
âLet me guess,â she said. âYou think Ace should be Mrs. Reedâs new therapy dog?â
âHeâs perfect!â Janey stuck her fingersin beside Zachâs and giggled as Ace licked them, then leaped away to sniff at his new water dish. âHeâs definitely friendly, right? And heâs medium-sized.â
Adam looked dubious as he watched Ace race over to stare at the dog in the next kennel. âHe seems pretty hyper,â he said. âIâm not sure thatâs going to work for a therapy dog.â
Janey shrugged. âHeâs just excited to meet us. Iâm sure heâll be fine once he has a new owner and a new job as a therapy dog to keep him busy.â She straightened up and looked at her friends. âOkay, thatâs one animal helped!â she declared. âNow letâs talk about Maxiâs fundraiser.â
Brainstorming
By Monday at lunchtime, the Pet Rescue Club still hadnât settled on what kind of fundraiser to have for Maxi. Theyâd been too busy to talk much at the shelter on Saturday. On Sunday, Janey had plans with her family and Adam had several extra dog-sitting clients. So the kids hadnât been able to meet then.
âHow about a bake sale?â Janey licked some crumbs off her fingers. âMy momâs gardening club had one last year. It was fun.â
âA bake sale?â Zach wrinkled his nose. âSounds kind of girly.â
âWhatâs wrong with being girly?â Janey shot back.
âIt could be a bake sale where we just sold dog treats, maybe,â Adam suggested.
âDo you know how to make dog treats?â Lolli asked.
Adam shrugged. âNo. But we could look up recipes on the Internet.â
âSounds complicated,â Zach said. âAnyway, buying all those ingredients would be expensive. Weâd have to sell a whole lot of dog treats to make enough to pay for Maxiâs surgery.â
âMaybe heâs right.â Lolli sipped her drink âWe need something simpler.â
âAnd something that will make a lot of money,â Janey added.
Adam shrugged. âOkay. What about an auction? We could ask businesses to donate stuff and then auction it off.â
âThat sounds pretty complicated, too,â Zach said.
Janey nodded. âAnd it would take too long,â she said. âMaxi needs