"The animal instincts tend to carry over into real life. When I get really hungry, part of me just wants to go out and kill something fuzzy," he laughed, shrugging his shoulders. "I've gotten used to it."
Seamus nodded his head at the football shaped grill. "Sounds perfect. Let's go before I try to eat Mac."
Which he was in no way being serious about, but it made the dog raise it's head and cock it to the side.