That is what he needed, he needed to make things, things for his own comfort and use. John started thinking about what was needed right now by Zithrus... and himself.Tuk efficiently got the tents erected, and the gear off of the horses and put away. He took the horses out to a patch to graze upon, and hobbled the animals. Tuk sensed that John was irritated, and he didn't know what he had done to bother him, but he knew he had done something. He came back to the fire, and by then Zithrusa had the. He planted a kiss on her lips before she could speak. It wasn't just a kiss, it was long and meaningful, and when he was finished, he lightly swatted her bottom and sat back down at the table.Her face flushed red, but she wasn't about to ask him what had brought on his sudden show of affection. She loved him as much as he loved her, and she would do anything for him. She poured them both some coffee and sat down beside him at the table. In a hushed whisper she asked, "When are they. I got my fair share of rabbit, porcupine, raccoon and opossum. I kept the porcupine to butcher and discarded the rest. The dogs fought over the carcasses.To butcher the porcupine I used a propane torch to scorch the needles, and then used a pair of pliers to get down to the skin. From there it was business as usual. I grilled the meat and thought it quite acceptable. I'd eat that ahead of a lot of other game meats. I'd eat raccoon if I had to but it'd need a long-term stewing first.One morning. Her head was constrained by a of bridle complete with blinkers, a bit across the mouth, and reins which disappeared behind her. As she drew nearer Dave could see the occupant of the rickshaw. Again it was a woman but the contrasts were vivid. Whereas the woman pulling the buggy was young, Dave guessed she was not much older than himself, the rider was more mature, Dave guessed late thirties or early forties; whereas the puller was near naked the rider was formally dressed in old fashioned.