
I just leave the house as usual and when I come back I have beef, chicken, pork, fish. Her nose goes crazy following me from the garage to the kitchen. She must dream about the chase. Her feet are running in her sleep. Little yelps come from her. I bet she is helping bring down our prey. No wonder I am the leader of this pack. I am the Great One.



































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