Last night, Bella wouldn't come inside. We could hear her splashing through puddles. Then when she finally came in, she brought something. It squeaked. Alpha made her drop it, and it was a little tree frog. It quickly hopped behind the filing cabinet. Alpha had to crawl under the desk to get it. She put a container over it and slid paper underneath to bring it out. (We think she didn't want to touch it. What a wimp and she calls herself the Alpha.) We tried to help, but she wouldn't let us.