Next morning, Steve woke up thinking about the cat. He really didn"t want to kill the thing, but didn"t see where he had much choice. He let the dog out and fixed himself breakfast, he wanted to go hunting today, so he started getting things around and ready to go. He had brought dog food from the s u v, so that was put out in a pan for the dog.
Mouse had eaten his fill the night before and really wasn"t hungry this morning, so he placed the pan where it wouldn"t get wet. Later he would boil a large pot of meat and then mix the broth with cornmeal, which he could store and dip out portions for the dog when needed. This would keep the dog healthy and would be very sufficient for cold-weather feeding.
The sun was starting to warm the west side of the valley when Steve strapped on his handg
