I knew as I followed the man to the back door how he was getting inside Lucy’s home. It hadn’t been a dog I heard squeezing through Buddy’s door.
It was a wolf.
Why hadn’t I thought of it before? If a large dog like Buddy could squeeze through the dog door, so could a small wolf.
Without making a sound, I reached the bottom of the stairs. I stayed close to the foyer's walls to keep the man from spotting me and made my way to the kitchen.
Peeking around the doorway, I saw what I expected.
I took several photos of the neighbor pushing the vase through the dog door before shifting. As planned, he was leaving with the decoy vase. We could track the vase with the GPS tracker and tell the police.
But before the wolf put his head through the dog door, a sound behind me made him turn. Amy ha
