Author:  Robert Crais
Book:    Suspect
Viewed: 81 - Published at: 8 years ago

So ether or starter fluid wouldn't confuse her?" Budress smiled at Maggie, and offered his hand. She sniffed, then lay down at Scott's feet. "Not this nose. If I asked you to point out the orange tents, would the green hedges or blue sky or the tree bark confuse you?" "'Course not." "She smells like we see. Just laying here, she's picking up thousands of scents, just like we're seeing a thousand shades of green and blue and whatever. I say, show me the orange, you instantly spot the orange, and don't think twice about all those other colors. It's the same way for her with scents. If she was trained to alert to dynamite, you can wrap dynamite in plastic, bury it under two feet of horseshit, and douse the whole thing with whiskey, and she'll still smell the dynamite. Ain't she amazing?" Scott

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