Hunters

They wear orange. On our trails. Found one huddling behind a rock. Barked. Mom called, I came. Came outside the house. Saw car and two people across the street. Scouting with binoculars. Don't like people or cars close to the house. Ran across the street. Jumped on one hunter. The other said "you can eat him". Turned his back. Ignored me. Not fun. Mom came to get me. Not as fun as it use to be.

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