Where Does The Human Go?

Dear Diary, Lately I've been wondering. Where does my human disappear to every day? She feeds me every morning and lets me out of our den to do my business. I'm thinking maybe she is out on a hunt. She must work really hard on the hunt, because many days she comes home with nothing. During those times, we must eat this pseudo meaty stuff that I guess she hunts for too. Those round pebbly things must be easier to catch, because we always have a supply of those. But I love it when she catches the chickens and turkeys! Sometimes she even rips out their hearts for us! I love my human. But I think if she took me along, we would have real meat more often.

Forever Loyal,

Trinity