They always tried to please the master. No matter what master did to them, putting they into and out of pain, joining them together, it had a purpose, and they tried to please the master. So when the strange man, who smelled of pain and angry fear, came stumbling at the master's den, they sprang upon him, howling and snapping in unison.
And so, when they lay in the snow together, on-left whining and barking softly to the gently cooling flesh of on-right, all their minds, one alive, the other dying, could think about was We have pleased the master.