““Jess and Ric watched as a shifted Blayne chased the squirrel, caught the squirrel, toyed with the squirrel, let the squirrel go, only to go chasing after it again. Until she was distracted by the crow that she tried to catch in her mouth. “So…when are you due?” Jess winced at Ric’s question as Blayne ran into a tree, backed up, and went after the bird again. “Mid-March.” “And you’re having a—” “Yes. Yes, I’m having a wolfdog.” “Huh.” Blayne was turning in circles now, trying to catch her tail. “Blayne,” Jess called out. “Blayne!” The wolfdog immediately stopped and started to walk over to Jess and Ric. Too bad the dizziness got the best of her, though, because she stumbled sideways into another tree and slid down, panting.””
