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Nicholas, tail in the air, head down, goes in for the kill. 

He sinks his teeth deep into the rope toy, those teeth the end result of hundreds of years of wolf-to-dog evolution. He gnaws and chews, but always his eyes come up over the chew toy, then down again, up over the chew toy, then down again. A break in canine concentration. I think canine can mean dog or wolf, but if we were talking wolf concentration, it would be straight on that toy, riveted on the prey, no room for distraction.

Brown eyes up over the chew toy, then down again. Nicholas relaxes into his butchery, tail and butt down, paws around the victim, strands between his teeth.

Eyes up over the rope toy.

Again.

To make sure I’m watching.