Oh dear, don’t want to be dinner!

what exactly are you?

I think wolves get this bad rap about eating things that don’t want to be eaten. I think the wolves just want to play. See, I got this german shepard/boxer mix that loves to play peek-a-boo. I hide under the blankets, then bam … I see you. OMG! what fun. anywho, is it’s tail waggin’ cause that’s how you can tell.

It’s a dream, I’ll probably write the rest later. The wolves weren’t bad after all.