“But if you do like our sister, then you dig in there, Fido.” “I am not a dog.” “No,” Stevie noted, “but dogs and bears are very similar genetically.” Berg faced the badger-tiger mix, his arms crossed. He was tall enough that he didn’t even have to look up at her. He stared her right in the eyes. After a full minute, she reached out and grabbed the cabinet door and slowly closed it.
