“Sure, but this little guy isn’t just any stray,” he said. “Look at the snout. The eye shape.” He turned toward Raymond. “You’ve got yourself a hybrid.” Raymond frowned. “A what?” “Dog and wolf,” Morris said quietly. “Probably second generation.
“Maybe it got left out by its owner when things got complicated, who knows?” Morris said, shrugging. Raymond stared down at the small, quivering figure wrapped in blankets and disbelief. “She wouldn’t have made it without the pig,” Morris added.