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He even refused to eat. He felt so lonely and he wanted Grace to come back for him so much. Why did she have another dog now? Didn’t she love him any more?
    Mrs Jameson just didn’t know what was wrong with Harry and when her husband got home from work she told him how upset Harry seemed. “I want him to be happy here, but he doesn’t seem to be settling in at all,” she admitted.
    Mr Jameson sighed. “I’m not sure this is working out either…”
    Mrs Jameson nodded sadly. “I know.We can’t just keep shutting Harry in the kitchen, and your allergy’s getting worse every day.”
    Mr Jameson gave her a hug. “I’m sorry, I know you really wanted a dog…”
    His wife smiled. “But it isn’t fair on either of you. I’ll ring the shelter and arrange to take him back there tomorrow.” She sniffed. “Poor little Harry…”

Chapter Six
    Maya and her sister were waiting outside for Grace when she and Danny and Mum arrived on Saturday afternoon. Maya was going to stay for a couple of hours and then her sister was coming back to pick her up. Grace was delighted to have someone to show round, and Maya loved meeting all the dogs. They were just saying hello toJake, the Westie, when Grace heard a familiar yap from the next pen. She turned slowly to look. Could it be…
    “Harry!” Grace cried, and he bounded up to the door of the pen, leaping and barking delightedly.

    “Oh, it’s really you, what are you doing back here, you lovely boy?” Grace murmured, stroking him through the wire.
    “He seems very pleased to see you,” said Sally, coming up behind Grace. Sally was smiling, but she didn’t sound too happy, and Grace suddenly realized that if Harry was back, it meant his new owner must have been a mistake.“Did the people not want him after all?” she asked, gazing fondly at Harry.
    Sally sighed. “Harry didn’t settle very well, unfortunately. I’m sure he would have been fine, given time, but the husband turned out to be allergic to dogs, too. Poor Harry, back here again, aren’t you, sweetheart?”
    Grace looked at Harry lovingly. She slipped into his run, and sat down, letting him climb all over her, and lick as much of her as he could. She was so glad to see him again. But then a horrible thought struck her. Harry hadn’t settled at his new home – was that her fault? Because she’d been spending so much time with him? If he was too fond of her, he might not want to go to a new owner.
    “What’s the matter?” Maya asked. “Aren’t you pleased he’s back?”
    Grace sighed. “I am pleased. But Sally said he didn’t settle at his new home. What if that’s because he’s spending too much time with me?”
    Maya looked confused, and Grace tried to explain. “He’s going to be rehomed again – what if I spoil another new home for him, too? Maybe I just shouldn’t see him any more.”

    Harry lay blissfully in Grace’s lap, his paws folded on his stomach, eyes closed. The only thing that could make this better would be some food. He was fairly sure dinner would be here soon…
    “Harry… Harry…” Grace was whispering to him. “I’ve got to go, sweetie. It’s time for you to be fed.” She lifted him gently off her lap.
    Harry slid sleepily off, and looked up at her, puzzled. She was going? Again? But she’d only just come back! Grace was opening the door of his pen, and he flung himself at her, howling. No! He didn’t want her to go, she might not come again!
    Grace shut the door of the run, her fingers trembling. Harry was howling so loudly, everyone in the shelter was looking round, wondering what was happening.
    Sally walked quickly towards them. “Don’t worry, Grace, I’ve got some food for him; hopefully that’ll helpcalm him down. You go. See you soon, OK? Don’t worry about Harry, he’s just had a hard couple of days.”
    Grace nodded, blinking back tears. It was really hard to leave him when he was so upset. Maya and Danny were hurrying up the corridor towards