"We're having eleven guests for dinner today, kind of a late lunch, early supper, eating at three. Why don't you get started on a meal for them," Master said. "Pet, put your tail back in. You're going to be greeting all of the new folks naked, collared and tailed."

Lenore started shivering, imagining she'd be meeting nine new people naked and with a tail in her butt.

"It's okay, Pet. Master won't do anything to harm you. How many other paleo diets can we expect, Master?" I asked. Asking for wolves, really.

"Five meat eaters, six mixed diets."

Five wolves, six humans, okay, plus our two wolves and three humans....