I nodded. “Yes, they seem perfectly fine. She’s been taking care of them as if they were her own.”

The officer seemed to relax a little, exchanging a glance with Mrs. Miller. “Well, it’s certainly unusual, but I suppose as long as the puppies are safe and sound, there’s no harm done. However, we do need to return them to their rightful owner.”

A pang of sadness struck me at the thought of separating Marsa from her newfound charges. Yet, I understood the necessity. “Of course,” I agreed reluctantly. “Let me gather them up for you.”