My dog was nearly 20 pounds underweight when she was picked up by animal control after a hurricane after living as a street dog in Jacksonville her whole life. She gets two squares and treats, dictated by what she finds most appealing, as well as stimulation via nosework, trail walks, and puzzles. She went from being a malnourished garbage scavenger to a sheltered, well-fed, loved, clean, safe animal, with regular veterinary care, health insurance, and loving, affectionate people. I will not apologize for that. She is not a coyote or a wolf. She is a domesticated canid and she already exists. She was bred for human companionship, and I will provide her that until her last breath.