(Two on our right, one to our left rear. Howling to each other.)
Bruno: Come on Dad, 3 of them against me. That’s not fair – they need more guys.
Bruno: Come on Dad, 3 of them against me. That’s not fair – they need more guys.
Owls: HOOT HOOT HOOT
Me: Adeline, let’s go. They are getting ready to eat Bruno.
Bruno: oblivios.