A Dog's Way Home (A Dog's Way Home, #1)

by W. Bruce Cameron

“We don’t want any trouble here, sir,” one of them stated cautiously. “But you’ll have to surrender the animal.” Ty didn’t say anything. “Understand?” Hat-man sneered. “We’re taking the dog.” “All right.” Ty nodded, drawing himself up tall and gesturing to a man standing near to him. “But to do that, you’ll have to get past the Fourth Infantry Division of the United States Army.” There was a long silence. “Eighty-second Airborne Division, United States Army,” Mom declared firmly. As she spoke she held herself stiffly, straightening her back and adopting a curiously erect posture. I wagged but did not understand. Drew wheeled his chair forward. “Second Marine Division.” He, too, went rigid. Kayla stepped up next to Ty. “Sixth Fleet, United States Navy.” “First Infantry. Army,” announced Jordan. “Air National Guard.” Several more of my friends spoke. There was a long, tense silence when they were done talking. I could hear a dog barking, far away. The police seemed afraid.