The Hound of the Snowkervilles

The weirdest thing happened last night. I went to bed at a reasonable hour (for a change). JLA was already sound asleep, as was Cody the mutt, who has his own long pillow on the floor.

The night was still as snow continued to fall. I fell into a half-doze. Suddenly, a prolonged, blood-curdling howl echoed through the room. When I glanced at the clock, I got a goosebumpy chill.

It was exactly midnight.

Cody never howls. Never. In fact, he rarely barks. Stranger yet, he didn't even stir. I told m...