mr. livermore. mr. krebbs. - morning, timmy. is your father around? over here.'m afraid we've got some bad news. well i'll come right to the point: because of your son's animal feeding project, i've lost some valuable livesto. - i'm sorry to hear that. come on inside and we'll talk a. - well alright. morning, ruth. - morning. mrs. martin. hello, dear. - now last night, wolves raided my farm. they killed a bull calf and two. - they raided my place, too. and the johnstons'. - then you were right, timmy. they were wolves. they were here, too. and lassie chased them away. it's funny. there haven't been any wolves around here for many years. well we got them now. i seen 'em good and clear, and so did livermore. the scent of the deer is what brought them here. now those feeding grounds have got to be stopped! but if it's the deer they're after, why would they attack the farm animals? maybe the wolves were weak from hunger, timmy. well, it's easier for them to go after the domestic animals. the deer can still run away from them. stop the feeding grounds and t