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I am a husky, eating and waiting to die with a smile on my face. He digs through garbage, bites things, and likes to give the shit-sweeper a little surprise whenever he has nothing to do. I accidentally walked into a pack of wolves and started to cry. Shit shovel officer, where are you? Come and take me back. Raw meat doesn't taste good at all. Dog food has become food. I cried and choked and said, "Brother, I am a dog."