Cheese and rice, put that thing away! What the Hel, boy? the hound yelled in Ros’ head. He quickly turned and trotted toward anywhere that wouldn’t have a boner in his face. “Sorry, mutt! Just a little morning wood,” he said to his familiar’s back. That thing is not little, and that is way more than morning wood. Get your shit together, Garm shouted.
The dogs in this book are amazing
