Corny's excitement over serving on jury duty is squashed when she hears news of Steve's ex girlfriend relocating to Seattle.
Steve's an aggressive, tough, Seattle narcotics cop who thinks Celeste could do no wrong.
Celeste is back in town and has set her sights on rekindling her relationship with Steve. Being an FBI agent she's used to getting what she wants, no matter what the cost.
Corny is trying to keep her relationship from falling apart, while rescuing pets, and saving her friend from a loan shark.
Have you told Steve about the jury summons? You need to tell him how to take care of me in case you get sequestered. Pete grabbed his tail with his tiny paws and chewed on the tip, a sure sign he was agitated.
"How do you know I didn’t tell him already?" I knew what his answer would be, because his answer was always the same.
I have excellent hearing, Pete chattered.
"No. You're a little spying devil."
That's the only way I know what's going on around here. Pete pouted.
"I promise to tell Steve. You have nothing to worry about. I'll have to go through the jury selection process. If I did get selected for a case the chances of me being sequestered are slim. You'll be fine."
You better be right. He scurried down the hall.
Besides being an aggressive, tough, Seattle narcotics cop, Steve was my boyfriend. He looked sexy as hell in his faded jeans, Mariners T-shirt, sneakers and 9mm gun hooked to his belt. He'd grabbed a leather jacket out of the bedroom closet and flung the heavy material over his shoulder.
"Hey Steve, can you check on Pete real quick? I might've hurt the little guy's feelings."
"Sure. What am I looking for? Will he be blowing his nose or wiping his eyes with a tissue?" Steve asked.