Recently I realized that my inner wolf is getting a bit soft, and that I had completely abandoned my duty of homeschooling Asa on tapping into his innate hunting instincts.  So we rounded up Dad and headed off into our woods for a hike.  It didn’t take long for me to catch scent that there was a deer lurking.  I immediately took off following the odor, stopping only to indulge in the deer’s delectable poop.  I don’t know how they do it, but boy do they make delicious treats!

While in hot pursuit of my prey, I couldn’t help but notice that Asa was distracted by a stick.  Clearly I have my work cut out for me if I am to teach him to be more like a wolf.  I quickly destroyed his precious new toy, and redirected his attention to the task at hand.  While I regained the scent, Asa followed dopily behind pausing to sniff everything.  He obviously needs more training on how to lock in on a specific scent and follow it.  At least he was following me and not a leaf blowing in the wind.

After tracking my prey through the dense underbrush, I finally locked eyes on the deer.  There we stood frozen in place staring at each other.  The deer filling with fear, while I carefully planned my next move.  It was only for a few seconds, but to the deer it must have seemed like an eternity.  But once again Asa ruined everything for me!  Bored with just standing still, the silly puppy decided to flop on his back and started making snow angels!  This broke my concentration and the deer fled into the woods.  It was all for the best though.  My tummy wasn’t feeling so good.  I guess I indulged in too much deer poop.  Defeated I headed home, and vomited on Mom’s clean kitchen floor.  My tummy feels much better now, thank you.