A reporter was at Rock's house to ask him about his adopted pets. He got new ones almost every day but decided to settle for a while on a large puppy someone had brought him from out of the wild and two cats he found in his neighborhood.
No one seemed to know what the dog was, but it looked almost like a wolf. Rock didn't care one way or the other, so long as it didn't harm the cats.
The reporter was a surprise, and Rock wasn't sure what to do. He got up from his back bedroom bed to look for dog food. There wasn't any, of course. He knew that. He mixed two bags of cat food and hoped the puppy wouldn't know the difference.
On the other hand, Rock didn't even know where it was. He figured it must be outside somewhere, so he cracked open the front door and screen just enough to let each of his pets wander in and out.
The cats looked at him quizzically. So did Tom, his next-door neighbor. Rock couldn't remember ever having left his door and screen open.
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