The Porch Incident and How my Dog Sensed What Others Couldn’t See

Ellie on the porch of my living quarters

“That dog wouldn’t let me on the porch!” This came from my co-worker Pete who had tried to set foot on my cabin’s porch while I was at work. “I wanted to spray that hornet’s nest above the front door, but I couldn’t get to it,” he said. It was my third summer working at Priest Lake State Park as an interpreter, and my second summer working with Pete, a member of the maintenance…