It was a dark night. Nights like this are great for dark, sinister things. This time, a two-legs leaned against a tree. A black and white dog stood by his side, panting. 1
Grabbing the dog's leash, he took four raccoon traps in his hand and set out. Behind him, six other two-legs came, some with five traps, all with dogs.They split up, and set the traps down everywhere. This meant war. 2
After about two hours of the same routine, the two-legs gathered. They said some Two-legs gibberish, and trekked home, through the icy cold, dark, sinister, night.
