After the rude woman left I woofed these seven plates down, damn it, the hunger was still there still growing but not as fast. Again, just when he thought he was home free he heard the hunting party behind him, shit he thought at least he’d gotten a little rest. He hadn’t done a thing wrong yet they were all out to kill him, it was maddening. Seeing a light in the distance he headed for it perhaps someone there could help him. I caressed the claws of my young lover that had been killed in the first battle. At the top of a large tree George tried to get some rest but he could hear the hunting party getting closer if he stayed here they were going to get him for sure. Grabbing a menu I was having a hard time deciding what to get. John walked up and picked up the bird, damn turkey gave him a hell of a chase; it was going to be a wonderful center piece at Thanksgiving dinner.
