They put in an intensive first day, searching ruined buildings in two small towns which had taken direct hits. Mandy did a great job. Garrett was ready to burst with pride. For a young dog on her first big challenge, Mandy worked like a champ. Finally, on the second morning, he was given a rural area to patrol, looking for any ruins or rubble that might possibly hide a survivor or a body. A lot of people were still not accounted for, and with the scattered farms and ranches, it would take some time to check on them all.
He almost drove right past the low tumble of gray wood and rusty corrugated metal off to the side of the road. Then Mandy suddenly whined. Garrett tapped the brake and looked in the direction she was staring so intently.
“Looks like it’s been there half a century, Mandy.
