Love of Sushi

As a member of the wolf family, my digestive tract is designed to thrive in world of raw, quivering meat. Hence, you can only begin to imagine the boundless love I feel for sushi - meat served the way my beautiful black lips crave it! Hallie

Tactical Disadvantage

Sitting on a Stump

My free advice for the day: Sometimes, when you are trying to assert that extra little bit dominance against another hound, I find that it helps to hop up on a tree stump, push your chest out, and tower over them. You can even assume a friendly expression - when you let your lengthening shadow do the talking . . . Hallie

Light at the End of the (My) Tunnel

Whew! It was about all I could do to heft my girth up to this tunnel. Having hefted it, though, I took the opportunity to survey my new domain. Hallie

Bad Badlands Memories

There is a reason why they are called the "Badlands." I couldn't find a drop of water to drink. And hell, even in May, my girth was roasting in the sunshine. I feel lucky just to made it out of there alive, man. In retrospect, I give that walk an F-. Hallie

Where Is My Treat?

Dead Deer

The other day, as I was patrolling the grounds of my park, I caught the scent of day-old venison wafting in the breeze. Curious, I hopped away from my monkey person as nonchalantly as possible and descended down into a ravine, where I immediately spotted a dead deer. With that welcome feeling of wolf-hunger rising in my throat, I spied a loose flap of hide, torn from her side [THE REST OF THIS PARAGRAPH WAS CENSORED BY JAY BALL].

I give this walk an A+ ! Hallie