Elvis is a small, chocolate brown, utterly captivating cocker spaniel who rode, perched up in a corner of the wagon, beside David.

Watching him, it sometimes seemed Elvis was directing the whole operation: The pointers on the ground, the hunt master and shooters on horseback, the mules drawing the wagon. He stood on his hind legs, nose into the wind, head swiveling as he took in every detail.

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