I can't look at Sam the way ever again.
Driving home two days ago, I found her on the side of the road behind my house chowing on a deer. Not licking it or picking at it - think zombies in the Walking Dead chowing on it. I yelled at her, she pulled her head out of a cavity on the front end, snout covered in blood, and followed me back to the house. She came running up to me, and I was like "fuuuuck no". She then went and jumped in the pond and cleaned herself up. I decided to put the shock collar back on her at that point.
I guess once a stray, always a stray.