find homes for hundreds of rabbits?”
“Well, they were raised as livestock,” Jeremy pointed out.
“You think we should butcher them? Over my dead body.”
“Don’t have a coronary. I was just kidding, and I’m not sure there are actually hundreds, though there are quite a few. We should think about a special adoption clinic. At least it’s Easter and people are looking for bunnies.”
“A special adoption drive would be a good idea. Once we take possession of our new guests, have Scott look at them to make sure they’re healthy, and then work up an ad we can run in all of the newspapers and social media sites in the area. Maybe we can find no-kill facilities in other areas that might be willing to take a few as well.”
“Okay, I’m on it. By the way, a reporter from Channel 2 called and wants to do a feature story on the Anderson fire cubs. I told her you’d call her back.”
“They ’ve put on a lot of weight and look significantly better than when we first got them six weeks ago. I suppose it could be good publicity for the facility. Perhaps we can work in a mention of the bunnies.”
“Her number is on the pad on your desk. Oh, and Ellie called. She said your cell was off. She wants you to call her as soon as possible. She said it’s important.”
I pulled my phone out of my pocket and looked at it. It was off. I’d really been working at being better about remembering to turn it on after I charged it, but apparently some bad habits die hard. I powered it up and saw that I had eight messages, four of which were from Ellie. I punched in her cell number and waited for her to answer.
“Thank God you called,” Ellie answered after the first ring. “I need a favor. A big one.”
“Sure, anything you need.”
“I have to go to the county offices in Bryton Lake this afternoon to deal with a small kink in the outdoor permits for Ellie’s Beach Hut, and I promised Blakely I’d drop by the final menus for him to look at after the bank closed for the day. The menus are at the printers and won’t be done until after three, so I can’t drop them by early. It would be a huge help if you could pick them up from the printer and then drop them off at the bank on your way home from the Zoo. Blakely said he’d be there late and would be listening for you to buzz him from the delivery entrance. I’ve done it before. There’s an intercom on the outside wall just to the right of the door. All you have to do is push the button and speak. Blakely will come and let you in.”
“Absolutely, no problem.”
“Thanks. With all the snow we got yesterday, I really want to get down to the county early enough to do what I need to do and be back before dark.”
“Yeah, that’s a good idea. I heard we ’re expecting more snow this afternoon to go with the almost two feet we got yesterday. Maybe while I’m at the bank I can have a chat with Ol’ Jack about laying off the snow machine,” I teased.
“Seriously,” Ellie agreed. “My plan for the opening was to feature both the indoor and the outdoor seating areas. Now I’m seriously thinking about postponing the event.”
“I wouldn’t worry too much. Spring snow usually doesn’t stick around too long. It could very well be sixty degrees by the time you open on Friday.”
“Here’s hoping. And thanks again. Tell Blakely that if he has any questions, he can call me tomorrow.”
“Will do.”
“Everything okay?” Jeremy asked after I hung up.
“Yeah . Ellie just needs me to run an errand for her later this afternoon.”
“Do you have time to go over the applications we received this week?”
“Certainly. Anyone look promising?”
“A few .” Jeremy had organized the files so that the best candidates were on the top. He opened the first file so we could both view it together. “This application is from a woman who moved into my apartment building several months ago. Her name is Tiffany Middleton and she’s twenty-three years old. She