Bullet is my father... my father was a wander he wandered into are territory..
.he didn't smell like us, speak like us look like us , and didn't even act like us...
He was a pet...my mother said...at first my mother was harsh and chased him off but
Bullet was fast!!! And came back-
Everyone thought he was crazy...but he came back with- a round object green bright green and my mother had let him nugg it to her and they gained eachothers trust
She said....he was welcome...to stay..
They fell inlove
My mother had a litter of 4 including me
of wolf dogs with bullet.... but.. bullet was later killed by a wolf...
He was kind and a smart one and is missed
