CHAPTER SIX Good Dog?
CHAPTER SIX Good Dog?
Barry dragged Jack out the door of the dining hall into the yard. The air was cold and damp.
The sky was gray, and the mountain peaks were shrouded in mist. "Barry, sit!" said Annie.
But Barry didn't sit. Instead, he put his nose to the ground and pulled Jack all around the yard.
He smelled the snow and the rock walls.
Then he raised his head and closed his eyes, sniffing the air.
What does he smell? Jack wondered. Jack couldn't smell anything in th
