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Chet smiled at Meg's praise, though his mind was quickly distracted, thinking about the prairie-dogs.
"Yeah… wolves and dogs… so here's a question…" He was quiet for a moment, trying to decide how to say this, before realizing no matter how he said it, the thought was a bit brutal.
"Do we domesticate them as pets, or for the meat?" He hurried to explain himself. "I know that's awful, but our meat sources are a bit limited at the moment, and if they're genetically predisposed to not fear us as much… we could take advantage of that." He grimaced, knowing it sounded awful.
But for Chet, anything not to have to eat that blasted nutripaste.