he who hesitates is toast

"Thanks," Sharon tells her, and heads with Bucky toward the room in question. As she pushes open the door, a delighted laugh bubble up past her lips. "Uh oh, Alpine. Look, you have company."

Specifically, company of a distinctly doggy persuasion. The right half of the room features a few large plexiglass cages, some of which contain furry bodies. The dogs get to their feet as they see the door open and press their noses to the plexiglass, red tongues lolling tails wagging. On the wall nearby is a sign pointing to a Doggy Daycare; around it are posted advertisements. Sharon goes to look through them, curious. "Wow, they run adoptions out of here, too."