Usually when people showed their teeth, it meant they were happy. Brigit had been smart enough to figure that out over the years. But the guy at that house earlier had shown his teeth even though he wasn’t happy. Brigit could smell the adrenaline on him. He was nervous for some reason. Megan didn’t seem to notice the scent, though. Poor humans and their inferior senses. If only they could smell better, they could determine who was a threat and who wasn’t just by their odor.
The guy she’d tackled at the school had been a threat, too. He had given off all kinds of smells. So had the other guy who’d been with him. At least Megan had realized they were bad guys and taken them away from the children. Megan had fed her a liver treat after, but the scratches and belly rubs from those kids had been an even better reward. She wondered if maybe someday Megan would get a kid for Brigit to cuddle and play with. It sure would be fun.