'I have... Ever since she was taken, I've not been able to leave the house at all. It was even a struggle opening the door for you folks.'
'How do you get your groceries, Ms. Vaughn?'
'You've not been walking your dog?'
'Will...'
'No... I'm... I really can't go out.' The woman pats a wet handkerchief to her face, sniffles. 'My neighbour brings me my shopping.'
'But your dog needs to go out!'
'Will!'
Jack grabs him by the elbow and pulls him aside.
'Is this like the Nicholls cat all over again?'
'What? No! This dog needs to be walked. It's obvious it hasn't—look, just let me—Ms. Vaughn, I can take care of your pup while you get better and we find your daughter. I already have seven at home, all rescues, all adorable.'
'Isn't that too much for you?'
Will laughs, delighted with the idea that there exists a number of dogs that might count as "too much".
'No. Trust me. What's her name?'
'Lily.'
'I'll take Lily home, she'll have a huge yard to run into and long walks, and good company. When you feel like you can take care of her you'll reach out to us and I'll bring her back, how does that sound?'
“Stole Dog From Boy,” Ottawa Citizen. November 21, 1939. Page 07.
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An 18-year-old Hull youth, Rolland St. Denis, pleaded guilty before Judge H. Achim this morning to stealing an Airedale dog valued at $25, the property of Romuald Thibault. He was remanded a week for sentence after promising to make efforts to return the dog to the owner.
Detecive Ovila Lusignan, of the Hull police, told the court that St. Denis took possession of the dog while a son of the owner was playing on the street with it.