Lobo

Jacob hung around for a while. When I had a few moments he and I would discuss the different moves the fighters used. We were interrupted by some shouts from upstairs.

Someone opened the door to the basement to holler for Mac when a big dog snuck down. I had to laugh when I saw the yellow wolf with the black back. He sniffed around, easily avoiding the hands that tried to nab him.

"My fault," I laughed, "I bet he heard me howl earlier. I'll get rid of him for you Mac."

"If you can catch him," said Jacob as he watched the four legged intruder make a circuit around the basement.

"Easily done," I said. "Clear the steps please," I hollered out, "and every one hushed."

I stalked him, giving some playful whines and barks, acting like I did at storytime. I huffed, moved toward the steps, then added some more wolf sounds. Lobo came over and I herded him up the steps with another playful growl.

"I'm surprised to see you here," I told him once we were outside and out of view. He shifted in the