Keri Smith

“Dodge looked up and saw me in the window, then lay down in front of the door. Protecting me, I realized.


After that, I started watching Dodge all the time. I saw the way he knew by scent alone when Colette's bread was done cooking, or a squirrel was a hundred feet away, or the wind had changed direction. Before he even saw them, he recognized each of the five fishermen who kept their boats in the cove. Most he would go greet, tail wagging, but one he stayed away from.
Over the following days, Dodge became my translator of the world outside the house. Through his nose it became safer, and soon I found myself wanting to inhale the air around me as he did, as something pure and alive and full of messages.”
― Erica Bauermeister, The Scent Keeper

“I found myself gazing into the eyes of the dog Bartholomew, which were fixed on me with the sinister intentness which is characteristic of this breed of animal. Aberdeen terriers, possibly owing to their heavy eyebrows, always seem to look at you as if they were in the pulpit of the church of some particularly strict Scottish sect and you were a parishioner of dubious reputation sitting in the front row of the stalls.”
― P.G. Wodehouse, Stiff Upper Lip, Jeeves

“Miss Pinch came visiting, and asked me what I intended to do with my Future. She spoke about it as though it were an incurable disease.”
― Jeanette Winterson, Lighthousekeeping

“This wasn’t my first time trying to prepare a meal while dodging the fangs of a dead child who wished me bodily harm.”
― Carissa Orlando, The September House