Some of these stray dogs had been driven away from the dog market by the stray cats. Some had been born and raised in landfills. How long had it been since they had tasted a delicious and juicy chicken drumstick?
It was not a spoiled chicken leg but a fragrant, hot, honey-roasted chicken drumstick. The skin was an attractive caramel color. The tender and baked chicken was completely marinated. The rich and sticky honey ran along the skin, and it slowly but surely slid down the entire chicken leg...
In an instant, almost all the stray dogs rushed forward together. There was nothing else in their eyes but the chicken. Even the orders given out by Little White could not be heard.
