#Chapter 84: A Helping Paw

With the dog wash fundraiser gaining momentum, my determination to make it a success was stronger than ever. The next morning, I dialed Penny's number and anxiously waited for her to pick up. When her voice finally came through the line, I wasted no time. "Penny, I need your help with something." Her response was immediate, her tone business-like. "Of course, Evie. What do you need?" "I want to make sure the paparazzi are there at the dog wash fundraiser," I explained. "Can you arrange it?" There was a pause on the other end, followed by a thoughtful hum. "Consider it done, Evie. I'll make sure the best of the best are there." I nodded, even though she couldn't see me. "We appreciate it." After the call with Penny, I decided to use that day to get to work on the fliers. Creating the fliers for the dog wash fundraiser was a hefty task. Armed with my trusty laptop, I spent hours designing a visually appealing flier that would catch people's attention. The images of happy do