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So you want to party Todd asked her. Sorry Want to party Some of us are getting together. This games going nowhere. No, I . . . Id better wait for Ethan. I cocked my head at the . I could sense her getting anxious for some reason, and I could feel Todds anger building inside him like it always did. Ethan! Todd turned and spat in the grass. So are you two a couple, or what Well . . . Cause you should know, hes pretty much going out with Michele Underwood. What Yeah. Like, everybody knows it. Oh. Yeah. So if youre thinking, you know, him and you, thats not, you know, thats not going to happen. Todd moved closer to the , and when she stiffened I saw that his hand was touching her shoulder. Her rising tension brought me back to my feet. Todd looked down at me and we locked eyes, and I felt the fur lifting on the back of my neck. Almost involuntarily, a low growl emerged from deep in my throat. Bailey! The leaped to her feet. Whats the matter Yeah, Bailey, its me, your pal. He turned to the . Im Todd, by the way. Im Hannah. Why dont you tie up the dog and come with me Itll be fun. Um, no, uhuh. I couldnt do that. Why not Come on. No, I have to take care of Bailey. Todd shrugged. He stared at her. Yeah. Well, whatever. The force of his anger was so strong I growled again, and this time the didnt say anything to me about it. Fine, Todd said. You ask Ethan about Michele. Okay Yes, okay. You ask him. Todd jammed his hands in his pockets and walked away. Ethan was pretty happy and excited when he ran over to see us an hour or so later. Michigan State, here we come. Spartans! he shouted. I wagged and barked, and then his happiness went away. Whats the matter, Hannah Who is Michele I put my paw on Ethans leg to let him know I was ready to play with the football, if he wanted. Michele Who do you mean Ethan laughed, but the laughter stopped after a second, as if he had run out of air. Whats wrong They walked me in circles around the big yard, talking, so intently involved in conversation they didnt notice when I ate a half of a hot dog, some popcorn, and bits of a tuna sandwich. Before long nearly everyone else had left, but they kept walking around and around. I dont know this , Ethan kept saying. Who did you talk to I dont remember his name. He knew Bailey, though. I froze at my name, dering if I was going to get in trouble for the candy wrapper I was stealthily eating. Everybody knows Bailey; he comes to all the games. I quickly swallowed, but apparently I wasnt in trouble. After another circuit around the big yard, made uninteresting by the fact that Id pretty much found everything edible, the and the stopped and hugged. They did that a lot. Youre all sweaty, the laughed, pushing him away. Want to go for a car ride, Bailey the asked. Of course I did! We went home, and there was some more quiet talking, and they fed me and I was content to fall asleep on the living room floor while the and the wrestled silently together on the couch. We had a new dog door now, from the back door right out into the yard, and no one ever tried to suggest I should have to sleep in the garage anymore. I was glad I broke the family of that habit. I went outside to relieve myself and was astonished to find a piece of meat lying in the grass by the fence. The funny thing was, it didnt smell right. There was a sharp tang to it, an odd, bitter odor. Even more strange, Todds scent was all over it. I picked up the piece of meat and carried it to the back patio, where I dropped it, the bitter taste causing foam in my mouth. Then I sat and looked at it. It was a pretty bad flavor, but then, it was a nice hunk of meat. If I chewed it fast enough, I could probably swallow it without tasting it. I poked the meat with my nose. Why, I dered, did it smell so strongly of Todd { FOURTEEN } Image When Mom came outside the next morning and saw me, I hung my head and tapped the patio with just the tip of my tail. For some reason, though I had done nothing wrong, I felt really guilty. Good morning, Bailey, she said. Then she saw the meat. Whats that When she bent over to look more closely at the meat, I dropped onto my back for a tummy rub. Id been staring at that piece of meat all night, it seemed, and I was exhausted and needed reassurance I had done the right thing, even if I didnt understand why. There was just something wrong, here, and it had prevented me from taking advantage of the free meal. Where did this come from, Bailey Mom stroked my belly lightly, then reached over and picked up the meat. Ugh, she said. I sat up alertly. If she was going to feed it to me, it meant it was okay. Instead, she turned away to take it into the house. I rose up on my back legs a little—now that she was removing it, Id changed my mind; I wanted to eat it! Yuck, Bailey, you dont want that, whatever it is, Mom said. She dropped the meat into the garbage. Hannah sat in my seat for the car ride to the giant silver school buses, and I sat alone in the car for a long time while Ethan and Hannah stood and hugged. When the came back to the car, he felt sad and lonely, so I put my head in his lap instead of sticking my nose out the dow. The came back to visit again the day after the family sat around the indoor tree and tore up papers for Merry Christmas. I was in a bad mood because Ethan gave Mom a new black and white kitten, named Felix. He had no manners whatsoever and attacked my tail when I sat down and often lunged out at me from behind the couch, batting at me with his tiny paws. When I tried to play with him, he wrapped his legs around my nose and bit me with his sharp teeth. Hannah paid way too much attention to the kitty when she first arrived, though I had known the longer and was obviously the favorite pet. Dogs have important jobs, like barking when the doorbell rings, but cats have no function in a house whatsoever. One thing the kitten couldnt do was go outside. The ground was coated with a thick layer of snow, and the one time Felix ventured to put a foot into the stuff he turned around and ran back into the house as if hed been burned. So when Hannah and Ethan built a big pile of snow in the front yard and put a hat on it, I was right there with them. The liked to tackle me and drag me around in the white stuff, and I let him catch me for the sheer joy of having his arms around me, the way hed played with me every day when he was younger. When we went sledding, Hannah sat in the back and I ran alongside the sled, barking and trying to pull the mittens off of the s hands. One afternoon the sun was out and the air was so cold and clean I could taste it all the way down my throat. All of the ren from the neighborhood were there at the sledding hill, and Hannah and Ethan spent as much time pushing the younger ones as riding themselves. I soon grew tired of running up and down the slope, which was why I was at the bottom when Todd drove up. He looked at me when he got out of the car, but he didnt say anything to me, or reach out his hand. I kept my distance.








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