Chapter 14
TJ stood at the end of the back corridor connecting to the old kitchen, lips pulled back, revealing his sharp little teeth. Regardless of how formidable and intimidating full-grown Alaskan Malamutes could look, TJ was still a puppy.
The more petulantly he behaved, the more puppyish he would appear to the thirteen-year-old cat Migi. The cat sat across the corridor, looking bored with TJ’s show of ferocity. She cast a dismissive glance at him, then she lowered herself down to the floor and started washing herself.
Tadgh frowned. He felt pity for the puppy but decided not to help. He had to learn for himself to be a proper grown-up dog one day.
From the other end of the corridor, Jo stomped right past Tadgh and the animals. If he wasn’t mistaken, he saw tears in her eyes. She h
