No, it was adjusting the induction helmet so that when his nerve impulses would trigger a tail wriggle, the helmet would shut it down before it got to...the actual tail. If he thrashed the tail while we were tanked and tubed, he could swim through the acceleration gell in his sleep and ... who the fuck knows!I didn’t want to risk him yanking out the tubes and wires and shit and slowly starving in a sim without being any the fucking wiser.Finally, Mal and Rossck were set up. The ship was. The 3rd evening, I stepped out onto my porch which is up high facing to the East. I can see most of that portion of the place from that vantage point. Motion. I saw the grass move, then out stepped one of the Coyote pups. It’s ears were up, alert. I reached past the little .22 and grabbed the old Marlin .30-30, the range was too far for the light weapon. The Coyote stepped further out of the Bulrush plants that filled one of the drainage ditches. It was 120 yards easy, not a shot I could make. More

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