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Ok, I have to admit I was SERIOUSLY confused in the beginning... However, as the story progressed, I suddenly realised what it referred to, and started giggling! Also, I really like the dialogue and the way the "predator" slowly explains things -- well done! Or rather, meep!!!

Well, I'm not sure how my dachshunds-in-law will react the next time they visit.... Still, at least LW's guys didn't go into the "family cemetery" in the back -- I'd be inconsolable if anyone piddled on Sweetie, Cinnamon, Iris, Ruff, Tiger, Red, or any of the rest of my childhood buddies! (I played with poodles as a baby, was raised by dachshunds, and hung out with miniature pinschers when I was a teenager.) Oh, and BTW, I wasn't advocating LW chewing on goons! I said if we were to allow that, we'd have to be extra-careful because of the high risk of stupidity poisoning! Reall, if you're going to hold me accountable for my sins... At any rate, I was going to surprise you with this, LW, but ...I'd picked up some really nice-looking oxtails for you if you started feeling testy!

Marrock? A fan of Patricia Briggs? Theoretically, birds are afraid of predators, but we know our 'birds' are the predators.

Yes, to Patricia Briggs EW I'm sure they were very respectful about your family cemetery, we have one of our own Let me know if Zeb upset you in anyway, I did have a firm talk to him when I found out it was him going over (at least it wasn't his brother Fable, he's a moody sod) I'm not holding it against you, , but hey my muse took over If I ever make it over to your part of the world, we will have to have a BBQ, till then thank you for the oxtails, but don't let them go to waste.

Hey, not a prob! BTW, I wanted to have a little talk with you about chewing on those wheels -- didn't you notice the pebbles caught in the treads? How on earth did you keep from breaking a tooth?!

Wheels can't taste good. Can you dip them into BBQ sauce?