The dangers that lurk in Frontier have struck too close to home. Yesterday I discovered a partially devoured deer carcase not much more than 300 feet outside of my front door.
Time to walk the dogs tonight, Like a bullet from a gun Tess the unleashed beagle shot out the door and ran out into the wild. Not far behind was Ruffles my Roomate’s Cocker Spaniel, and Lupin my Neighbor’s Husky/Wolf.
Tess ran up the hill to her prime hunting grounds, a network of critter-tunnels who she has been mapping and excavating. I thought that Lupin decided to turn around and go back home. Tess, Ruffles and I went up the mountain, which I was recently appointed mayor of on foursquare after proposing to my fiance.
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