🦴 | he may be down, but he's not out.

Hmph, finally some dang appreciation. Well, I used 'ta be the top huntin' dog of my master... 'least till this whippersnapper named Copper came into the picture. Was I riled up at bein' chucked aside for some fresh-faced pup? Sorta. But I did warm up to that hound; taught him everythin' he knows and all. Then he went and made friends with this li'l wily fox, which, as a huntin' dog, I was not very pleased with.

But that fox saved Copper and our master's life, so I guess he ain't that bad...