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DOWN! Polly! Polly, come here right now you god-damn idiot bitch!”
    I grinned. In six weeks, there were going to be unlawful puppies.
    When I rounded the back of the barn, I saw the flashlight bobbing in the big open field, and heard Sarah yelling and whistling to her dogs. I started to limp across the yard back to the house when another border collie came out of the barn. I stopped. He stopped. If he barked, Sarah would head back here with her shotgun, and I would be in big trouble. If he attacked me, it might slow me down enough to attract attention. I gathered myself to change, leap on him, grab him by the neck, when the border collie dropped to the ground and rolled over, sticking his tongue out between his lips. Oh. That border collie. Baz was almost all black with a silly white blaze in the form of a crescent across his face, white stockings, and a white tip on his tail, which he wagged hopefully, just a tiny bit. Good dog.
    “Get in the barn, Baz,” I said. Then I changed to my wolf form, and he was gone. There is great satisfaction in a job done well. Respect is an important lesson.
    I limped heavily on both bad legs over to the house. They hurt like hell. I was not going to be able to run or even walk much farther tonight. I had to avoid the dogs, and I had to get out of here. I looked out across the field where the mass of sheep were being trotted back toward the gates to their pens, hurried on their way by one of the dogs. No sign of the other three. Ha. Sarah was still going to have quite a time getting the sheep back in the right paddocks, with the correct lambs. I had to get out of sight before she got back. But first, I needed some supplies.
    I changed again as I reached for the doorknob and went into the house. I grabbed the sweats I’d put aside earlier and pulled them on. I swiped a bandana out of the same drawer. I stopped in the bathroom to drink as much as I could hold. I went out the front door, since Sarah didn’t use it much, and most of the light was in back.
    At the side of the house I tucked the bandana into the pocket of my sweats where it would probably stay, and changed to my wolf form again. I gathered myself and unleashed my fear, my pain and my anger all at once, making myself big enough to leap onto the roof. I nosed around and found the little silver hooks in the leather bracelets, still smelling of my blood and pus, where I’d tossed them the previous night. Up on the roof, the dogs wouldn’t find them. I figured it wasn’t likely that tonight they’d find me there either.
    I changed to my human form, retrieved the bandana and used it to wrap up the bracelets, wire, and hooks. I didn’t want them in my pocket. Our clothes go with us when we make the change from human to wolf and back. We don’t usually lose things out of our pockets, though it's been known to happen. But I was not going to risk having those bespelled hooks near my body when I changed. For all I knew, one of them could end up in my brain. I let myself get small again, leaching out my passion and fear. I lay down on the roof to enjoy the show.
    I must have dozed off, out of relief at being in one form at a time, out of exhaustion from the trek I’d made on my damaged legs. Sarah woke me, shouting and carrying on in all directions down in the yard, about Polly being out—she was still out—the sheep being all mixed up, and me being gone, and yelling that I had to be responsible. Well, she got that right. She came up on the porch with the dog Spook, and one of my bandages, told him to “find” and sent him off into the dark. I’d been looking forward to this. He nosed around the yard, circled the barn, went into the barn, and came back to the porch. Yup. That's where I’d gone in my human form. She must have given him the gauze from my right wrist. Elaine came out next with the other gauze, and they had an argument over whether it would make a difference—Sarah outshouted her, but Elaine was right. Of course