Wolf Star: A story by Mr. X

In the land of Alaska, lived a dog named Wolf Star. He pulled sleds and delivered mail. Wolf Star always wondered what life would be like without human control, for you see, his owner wasn't very good at his job of delivering mail. His owner's name was Robert Jones, a man with a drinking problem, and an bitter attitude. Wolf Star's real name given by the humans was Dakota, he always would remind the other dogs what he wants to be called whenever he is referred to as Dakota. It gave the other dogs an advantage to give Wolf Star a hard time. One day, during the dawn of spring,  Jones was fired after his incompetent work, and the post office was replacing dog sleds with airplanes to deliver mail. Robert Jones was out of a job.

Wolf Star was thinking to himself about what has been happening.
"Well, Jones doesn't  have to make me pull a sled anymore, so what's next? Is this the opportunity for me to explore the Great Beyond?"

Jones busted through the door with a piece of whale meat in his hands, spring may have come in Alaska, but the winter held on strongly with it's mighty blizzards. Robert's father and grandfather were both whalers so whaling became a last resort for the jobless man.

"Ya' see there Dakota? I may non hav-ve a job but who needs one?" Jones announced in his slurred, drunken voice. "We're whalers now!"

Wolf Star was pleasantly surprised  by the way Jones turned things around. Wolf Star never tasted whale meat and decided to give it a try...

"No! That's a bad dog!" boomed Jones "Bad! Let people eat first! Bad!"

Wolf Star was pretty miffed by what Jones did for more than one reason:

1. People is a vague term that doesn't always apply to humans
2. He never tasted whale before and his chances were just pushed away
3. Humans shouldn't horde everything to themselves, and that includes food.

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