They say I am the weakest link in the Pack.
They laugh that I act like a clown.
But do they know how important I am to the Pack?
They fight and are always getting into quarrels
and there I stand in the middle to stop the mess.
Almost like a police, I stop the snapping and they move on.
I put myself in danger so that they can be fit and strong for the Pack.
They say I eat like a rat.
They laugh that I act like a clown.
I am the balance for the Pack.
When food is taken down they fight vigorously.
I ensure that they don't hurt another.
The Alpha must eat first.
I keep them at bay until then.
They feast as I jump among their backs to pretend I want to eat.
I am only keeping them from snapping another by trying to snap me instead.
They say I eat like a rat.
They laugh that I act like a clown.
I eat last.
I never eat scraps.
I eat better than most wolves.
That is my reward for keeping the Pack relations at peace.
Hunting and feeding can weaken relationships,
but I try my best to have them strong.
Afterward, we groom and rest to digest and to restore relationships once again.
They say I am the weakest link in the Pack.
They laugh that I act like a clown.
