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Hollywood scene. Helping something or someone was ingrained in their DNA.
    Wow. What if I’d been smart enough to discover earlier that the road to happiness was through service? I could have saved myself a world of heartache. As it was, I wasn’t proud of all the shit I’d managed to destroy on the way to getting where I was today. Maybe there would have been marriage and a wife and kids, and a life that still included acting.
    And a sister who was not confined to a wheelchair.
    What a fuckup.
    I turned onto the highway. Bullet finally settled down on the back seat. I flipped on the radio. There was no way I wanted to be alone with all my thoughts for the two-hour drive to Los Angeles. Right now, those thoughts were ugly mean fuckers that seemed to have found a way out of their cage. 
     
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    “Guys, welcome to the land of the crazy.” The dogs perked up, sensing we had arrived at wherever it was I was taking them. I pulled the truck to a stop in Choo and Jackson’s driveway. Their place wasn’t far from Dillon and Lane’s house, but since the MacAvoys were dealing with a brand new baby, I’d decided to stay with Choo while I was in Los Angeles. Plus, being here was a great way for me to see how Bullet and Carson adapted to their new home.
    I unsnapped Carson and he jumped from the backseat and landed effortlessly onto the drive. He sat on the pavers and waited for my instructions. He was coiled tight like a spring, but he was also an obedient and loving dog that wanted to please his humans. I unsnapped Bullet and he stood on the backseat picking up one paw at a time, like a tiny little victory dance. He barked at me. Quick yaps, to tell me I wasn’t moving fast enough. While we’d stopped on the drive so they could get out and run around for a few minutes, I knew they were both anxious to get moving.
    “Give me a minute.” I grabbed my duffel bag from the truck bed.
    Yap! Yap!
    “I know, buddy, just one more thing.” I reached around Bullet and grabbed my hanging bag. I hoped this monkey suit still fit. The last time I wore the Armani was when I’d won an Emmy. With the hanging bag folded over my forearm, I picked up Bullet with my other hand.
    “Daaaaamn! You did bring me dogs!” The voice halted me in my tracks. Choo stood just inside the front door with his hip cocked. Bullet leapt from my arms like he knew Choo already. In an instant he was at Choo’s feet. Choo bent over and scooped up Bullet. Bullet’s little body wiggled and his tongue licked all over Choo’s face.
    “Meet Bullet and Carson.” I said.
    “Look at you! Aren’t you the cutest little boy on the planet?” Choo lifted Bullet up above his head and Bullet wiggled and whined with excitement.
    “Looks like that’s a match.” Jackson walked up behind Choo. “Lots of personality.” Jackson looked toward me. “Just exactly what we need more of around this house.” He had a more solid build than Choo, but he was about the same height. Together, Choo and Jackson were an impressive couple.
    Carson now sat in the center of the front sidewalk. His gaze traveled from me to Jackson and back again. I nodded at him. “Go on.”
    Jackson stepped around where Choo and Bullet canoodled in the doorway of the house and bent forward. He spoke to Carson and patted his leg, “Come here, Carson, come here boy.”
    Jackson didn’t have to ask Carson twice. Well-behaved and obedient, Carson was excited to meet his new human. Jackson stroked his hand over Carson’s thick fur and told him what a good boy he was.
    Wow. I didn’t need to stay a minute longer. All four of them would do just fine. In fact, this little love fest made me odd man out until the adoption event tomorrow. A smile curved across my face. I’d take it. Two more saved lives and I wasn’t just talking about the dogs, although the dogs had found their forever home, too. Seriously, that’s how I thought of what we did at Pawtown. The dogs saved us most the time, not the