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// June 9th - 24 pills left 
// Story: Angry Bird 
// by Thadius0 
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No progress at all on hunting down the lions today.  Sadly.  I stood nearby when Chris and Yvonne tended to our little garden and made sure it was still going strong, while Grace took the radio.  She didn't want us to miss any transmissions, and I didn't want anything to get the jump on either of the new guys.

Once noon hit, Grace and I went to a nearby apartment building.  The height of the day was the best time to get the raiding done, and it wasn't like we would have time to fill up anything more than her wagon anyways.

It didn't take us long to break in, nor did it take us long to locate a wide variety of dried goods to fill up her wagon with.  We even made a second trip, there was so much food for us there.

Still, once night started to fall, I escorted Grace back to the museum and made sure there wasn't any unwelcome surprises.  I'm on the roof right now, looking to see if I can't find where the lions are coming from...

...there's one.  It's going west down the road.  That's...a bearing I can use, I suppose.

...That was a yipe of pain.  I...I think the lions are hunting the dogs.  And the other animals that might be out and about now that there aren't humans around to corral them.

...Well I suppose this might take care of our dog problem, but what will we do when they run out of dogs?  They'll see us as a mobile source of food next.

Which is why I'm going to find their den, wherever it may be, and get rid of them.  Time to lionwatch.  Maybe if I see where they all come from up here, I can pinpoint it a lot easier...

Just hope...I don't...pass...out...