Some fine treatment for Fido

"I think I have some bandages," you say. "Wait here."

You find some bandages in a cupboard upstairs. "These should do," you think as you bandage the wolf up. What a weird day this has been, you think as you stroke the wolf's fur. Suddenly the wolf gets up and licks your face. "Thank you," it says.

Years pass and you and Tramp (That's his name) start to get along. But then one fateful night animal control appears at your door. You can't let them take Tramp!

Written by Hinky pickles

...but you do.
...but how do you hide a wolf.
... but somehow the wolf vanishes
...THE RESCUE

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