Hounds Abound by Linda O. Johnston

Author:Linda O. Johnston [Johnston, Linda O.]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, pdf
Tags: Suspense
ISBN: 9781410451798
Publisher: Berkley
Published: 2012-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Yes, I was curious about the Traymores and why Dr. Abe Renteen had tried to sic me on them as the possible murderers.

But, no, I didn’t try looking them up that late afternoon. Our trainer, Gavin Mamo, was at HotRescues for a special session with a few of our dogs who needed a refresher on how to act at least somewhat obediently—and therefore become more adoptable.

We always had Gavin do a private session or two with our newest canine residents when they first came out of quarantine. He also worked with our staff and the volunteers who helped to socialize dogs, to at least attempt to reinforce that training.

Since it was Saturday, a lot of our help was around, and I’d put out an edict that as many as possible were to be there to participate in Gavin’s session.

He had set things up in the center court in the new part of HotRescues, between rows of kennels. Mostly medium and larger dogs were housed in that area, and each had been taken out of their enclosure and tethered on a sturdy leash. Volunteers and staff members had been directed to hold the leashes so no dog could get more than a couple of feet away.

So many of our volunteers were present that I had to smile. Even our most senior, Bev and Mamie, were participating. The dogs they’d been assigned to were not among the most rambunctious, but the training refresher would do them as much good as the younger folks like Ricki, the future veterinary tech; Sally, who volunteered at HotRescues only on weekends; and Margie Tarbet, who was there with her son Davie, a teen who’d needed some training to lasso in his keen interest in pet rescue.

Participating staff members included Pete and Nina. And me, of course. Dr. Mona wasn’t there, but she didn’t usually work directly with the animals. And although our new groomer, Margo, was around, she didn’t get involved with training, either.

I had put Zoey in the office, but she knew all this stuff and did it well. I didn’t need for her to get better trained. But other dogs around here definitely needed it.

I had Dodi on a leash—an adorable sheltie mix who had been at HotRescues longer than almost any other resident. I needed to make sure she was trained well enough to find a new home, although I doubted her behavior was a factor in no one having yet chosen her. Sometimes, people and pets just have to jell, and the right combo hadn’t yet worked out for poor Dodi.

“Okay, now, everyone listen up,” called Gavin. He was a large guy and liked to flaunt his Hawaiian extraction by wearing colorful muumuu shirts. Today’s was bright green with magenta flowers. “We’ll just go through the basics today. First, we’ll walk in a circle, and I want you to give the command ‘heel.’ You’ll make sure your dog obeys by how closely you hold the leash and how often you reward them with a treat.

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