Halting outside the door, Roy hesitated. Craig had not given him any instructions concerning Sam. Didn’t the dog normally stay in his crate all night? It seemed like that made sense. Craig had checked to see Sam had water, and Roy knew he’d been fed. What was the matter with him? Using caution, he cracked the door and peeked in. Sam stood in his crate, his hackles raised and his posture reflecting a keen level of tension and attention.
He knows Craig has gone without him, into danger.The notion flashed across his mind in sudden sureness. He may even sense Craig’s in a bad spot. God, I hope not!
Roy pushed the door back and stepped into the room. Sam turned and looked straight at him.
“Hey, it’s okay, boy. I’m here with you. I know you miss your partner, but you’re not all by yourself. We have each other.”