"Wolfie is very intelligent." I pulled Rose out of the kitchen.
"It understands what we say. It won't attack humans, not to mention its family, after it is full."
I patiently explained to Rose.
Carroll came out of the study and asked, "It seems you know wolves well."
"In some way." I raised my chin proudly. "I often played with wolves in the mountains when I was little."
"Oh my! Madam, what happened in your childhood?" What I had said sounded incredible to Rose.
Looking at the surprised Rose, I came up with one idea. "One day, I was picking up firewood in the mountain. After a pack of wolves surrounded me, God appeared and enlightened me. Therefore, I can tame wolves now."
"What?" Rose became slack jawed.
Carroll burst into laughter. "I think you were enlightened
