human
Why didn't you call me? he growled.
gpt
We'd have been in the woods sooner if I'd helped with the chores.
human
Now don't be grouchy, Gram said.
gpt
Old Yellowfoot's been roaming about Bennett's Woods for a good many years. I think he'll last another fifteen minutes.
human
A body would figure I'm a crippled old woman, Gramps said.
gpt
Maybe you should ought to wrap me up in cotton and put me to bed so I won't get scratched or something. Pah! I never did see the beat of such a business!
human
If you're feeling as mad as all that, Gram said sharply,
gpt
Of all the dang fools in the world, people are the dangdest, he said.
human
I put myself in mind of Charley Holan, who said he'd be the happiest man in Dishnoe County if he just had a good brood sow. He got the sow and then he needed a place to keep it. So he said he'd be the happiest man ever if he had a place to keep it. He got one and found he needed a boar. Charley got the boar and first thing you know he was overrun with pigs. They did poorly that year, it didn't even pay to haul 'em to market. So Charley says he'd be the happiest man in Dishnoe County if he'd never even seen a pig. And this is the first season in the past three I've ever been able to hunt Old Yellowfoot. We'll tag him 'fore the season ends, Bud.
gpt
I hope so, Gramps,
human
Dig in. It takes a pile of Mother's pancakes and a heap of sausage to see a man through a day in the deer woods.