By Susan Conant
Holly Winter's existence goes to the canine, yet that is simply fantastic together with her. She's a feisty, 30-something dog-lover, and her services within the breeding, education, and taking care of dogs is only one of her inbred skills. She's additionally a grand champion at monitoring down criminals of the two-legged type. while a puppy proprietor is murdered at a coaching consultation, Holly enlists the victim's great Malamute to discover the killer.
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Margaret’s approach jerk on the dog’s lead, and if that doesn’t work, jerk harder was going out of style, and we were all pretty tired of her gift for putting people off. She used to tell the beginners that if they weren’t going to train for two hours a day, they should go home and forget it. She and Dr. Stanton were already less than friends, but he only spoke for the rest of us. We were all thrilled at the chance to hire Vince, who understands that all dogs are descended from wolves and who likes dogs the way they are.
Once you get beyond the beginner’s stage and join our club, you pay twenty dollars for a card that’s worth six lessons. The card has the numbers 1 through 6 printed along the bottom, and whenever you check in, the person at the desk punches out a number. “I believe that Rowdy is beginning to pull slightly less, but I may, of course, be deceiving myself,” he said. Especially with young women, he had a courtly manner. You know that Harvard accent that movie actors never get quite right? Dr. Stanton had the real thing, and for an old man, he had a young voice, thanks to a lifetime of talking to dogs.
At the sound of his voice, someone dropped belly-up onto the linoleum, eyes closed in expectant bliss. Not I. “This is a temporary foster home,” I said. “Come in. ” “Everything. ” He stooped over, scratched Rowdy’s furry chest, rubbed him under the chin, and said it again in his talking-to-dogs voice. Twice. “My job’s all done, huh? ” “No,” I said. “I just decided that since you have arrested Hal, who has no motive, you ought to hear about someone who does, at least sort of. ” I want to confess at this point that there were two reasons why I thought Hal was innocent.