Brigit pricked up her ears at the new sound coming from overhead. Pop-pop-pop. She recognized the sound and she didn’t like it. It was the same sound she had heard another time, right before a swirling gust of wind had picked up the cruiser she and Megan were cowering in and flipped it over.
She knew she was expected to be a brave dog and, most times, she was. She knew she could take down any person, so she didn’t fear humans. She also didn’t fear the big dogs at the dog park. Most were all bark and no bite. But she was smart enough to know that even a well-trained dog like her was no match for Mother Nature. She pressed herself tight against Megan’s leg and issued a soft whimper.
“Don’t worry, girl,” Megan said, reaching down to stroke her. “It’ll be okay.”