The Battel of Gettysburg

Today, July 3rd, in 1863, the Confederate Forces withdrew, ending three days of brutal fighting, which ended what most consider the most important battle of The Civil War. 

Twelve dogs lost their lives over those three days. Thirty-two weredogs died. The dogs were mostly local farm dogs, drawn in to the smells and sounds of the fighting by curiosity and concern. Most dogs were smart enough to head for the hills. The thirty-two weredogs who died fought as soldiers on both sides. It was great tragedy amongst weredogs.

It was not the first time weredogs had fought on opposing sides of a battle or war. But this was different or several reasons. One, was that we thought The United States of America was different. We had never seen anything like it before.  Two, was the carnage that modern warfare was capable of visiting on the battlefield. We were not prepared. No one was. 

In the past weredogs had been able to avoid killing or wounding other weredogs. But, not at Gettysburg. The distance and confusion and ferocity made it next to impossible. 

Werewolves mostly stayed out of that war. We called them cowards for it. There were times, afterward, I wasn't sure about that.