Taylor grabbed their things and sprinted outside.
âJake!â Taylor cried, frantically looking in all directions. âWhere did he go? Do you see him?â
Jake didnât reply, but his heart was in his throat. He quickly scanned up and down the street but didnât see a trace of Cody anywhere.
âOh, man!â Taylor cried. âWe shouldnât have left him out here alone, Jake! He probably got scared and wriggled his way free!â
Jake knelt down to the base of the sign and saw that the rope Taylor had used to tie up Cody still lay in the snow, intact.
âIt looks like he got out of that loop you tied,â Jake said.
âWhat are we gonna do?â Taylor asked, pacing back and forth in the snow.
âWhat would Dad say if he was here?â
âHeâd tell us not to panic.â
Jake nodded. âRight. So letâs calm down and use our heads.â
Taylor took a deep breath and began scanning the snowy ground. âLook,â he burst out. âAre those tracks?â
Jake and Taylor hurried to a spot a few feet away. The sidewalk hadnât been cleared yet, and it was still covered by a thick layer of snow. The boys knelt down and, sure enough, found a fresh set of tiny dog tracks heading eastâas clear as any deer trail snaking through a forest.
âThatâs Cody,â Taylor exclaimed. âLetâs go!â
Hitching their packs as they walked, the boys quickly set off after the terrier. They didnât bother putting on their snowshoes, as most of the slush had been shoveled away from the streets and sidewalks. Fortunately, enough snow remained for them to follow Codyâs footprints as they headed across a bridge that spanned the Bighorn River, and then turned north. Jogging now, the boys followed the tracks for another couple of blocks, until they passed a sign reading HOT SPRINGS STATE PARK .
Rising more than a hundred feet high to their right, a dramatic ridge of red rock stretched across the horizon. A few gnarled trees clung to the ridge, along with patches of sagebrush, but mostly it seemed barren anddesolate, like the mountains around Kim and Haiweeâs place.
âLook at that!â Taylor exclaimed, pointing toward billowing clouds of steam rising up from the ground.
âMust be the hot springs,â said Jake.
The boys hurried over to a twenty-foot-high slimy lump of rock with water streaming down from the top of it.
âWhat the heck is this thing?â Taylor asked.
âI think the minerals from this hot springs built it up,â said Jake. âItâs all made from calcium or something like that.â
Taylor wrinkled his nose. âIt stinks like rotten eggs.â
âSulfur from the hot springs,â Jake explained. âStill want to swim in it?â
Taylor was about to answer, when instead he shouted, âHey, Jake! There he is! Over there!â
Jake spun around to see Cody in the middle of a large group of kids gathered outside a building a hundred yards away. A sign next to the building read MUSEUM in giant letters, and two full-size motor coaches stood parked in the parking lot nearby.
âCâmon!â Taylor yelled, rushing toward the building. Jake ran after him.
When they reached the crowd, Taylor pushed his way through to Cody, who was wagging his tail and soaking up attention from a dozen students.
âThere you are!â he cried, squatting down to wrap his arms around the dog.
Jake also made his way through the crowd, relief washing through him.
âYou had us worried!â Jake good-naturedly scolded Cody, as he knelt down to pet him.
âIs this your dog?â a redheaded boy asked. A second, almost identical redhead stood next to him.
âYeah,â Taylor said. âHe decided to go exploring.â
âHeâs cool,â said a girl with short brown hair and pink glasses.
âYeah, heâs all right,â Jake muttered, rubbing Cody
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