Steve gathered the White Dog Army together. "I understand that you all have a high prey drive and if you were starving this might be acceptable. Neither momma nor I approve of hunting just for the sport of it. I just want to remind you that we are The White Dog Army of LOVE."
The Army thoughtfully walked away after a moment of silence honoring the spirit of the bird. Bailey watched Steve remove the remains and asked, "Is there some kind of warning that will keep them from the yard?"
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