FIFTY-FOUR

I KNOW A RHINO WHEN I SMELL ONE

Brigit

Yummy treats! Brigit wolfed them down and nuzzled Megan’s pocket to see if she might get another. She did. Megan was such a pushover.

While the humans put up police cordon tape and looked around for clues, Brigit basked in a sunny spot on the dried grass. She might appear to the others to be lazily staring off into the distance, but her nose and mind were actually processing quite a bit of data. Brigit smelled the rhino here. Two men, too. She’d also caught a strong smell of the rhino and one of the men at that garage Megan had taken her to earlier. The animal and the man had been inside, but he hadn’t come to the door when Megan knocked. Brigit had noticed that sometimes people were quiet and still when Megan knocked on their doors. But Brigit knew they were there on the other side.

There’s no hiding from me and my nose.