Better hurry up!

Hiding beside one of Fred's hind legs, you hear Raffles walk off laughing.

"I really hate that guy...." You mutter somewhat rhetorically. If Fred can't get unstuck from that narrow flap real soon, Animal control will take him away, and probably put him down.

Making sure the coast is clear, you give Fred one more shove on his rear, which makes him whelp a bit, then just collapse onto his backside, desperate.

How are you gonna get this big wolf outta this tiny hole?

Written by Fenris the Wolven (edited by phaedrus)

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