The Mountaintop School For Dogs And Other Second Chances - Plot & Excerpts
I had closed the bunkroom door before my shower, and I’d locked it. Where the little white dog had been hiding, I’d never know. She was sitting on the bunk closest to the bathroom when I came out, trailing steam and the smells of my soap and shampoo and bareness. Her head was tipped to one side. Her eyes were wide open and her lips were a little bit parted, like she’d caught me doing something not allowed, which surprised her, and which she very much disapproved of. I had to remind myself that animals and people don’t feel the same way about clothing. “Hi, Josie,” I said. “I know you’re kind of deaf, but how about you and I starting over with each other?” In answer, she pulled back her lips to show me her teeth, in case I’d forgotten she had them, as sharp as little knife points. Why didn’t I have treats with me? Why wasn’t I a person who never went anywhere, even in and out of a bathroom, without dog treats? Then I felt stupid and way too self-conscious about grabbing a towel and wrapping it around me, modest-like.
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