“Grandma! Grandpa! Happy Thanksgiving!” Jacob greeted at the door. Harley!”
The little cockapoo strained on its leash, eager to reach him and lick his face. Jacob laughed as Diesel whined and sniffed at the smaller dog. The pair had been good friends almost from the moment they brought the other one around. Nailah had been there to oversee the introduction, ensuring it all went smoothly.
“Happy Thanksgiving, Uncle Fin!” Jacob said.
“Happy Thanksgiving, squirt,” Fin chuckled as he ushered his parents inside and managed to close the door.
The entry was rather narrow, and he gathered their coats before shooing them inside. Breathing a sigh, Fin juggled the short stack of pans with all the goodies his mother had prepared for the meal and their heavy coats as he struggled to get them all h
