Answer:
I break away from my pack. I create holes in my victims. I can travel for miles and then disappear. I am part of a dying breed. What am I?
I am merry creature in pleasant time of year as in but certain seasons I sing that you can hear; And yet I'm made a by-word A very perfect mock; Compared to foolish persons And silliest of all folk.
You hear me speak, for I have a hard tongue. But I cannot breathe, for I have not a lung. What am I?
What dress does everyone have, but no one wears?
I am a piece of paper that takes most people 3 or 4 years to get. What am I?
Runs over fields and woods all day. Under the bed at night sits not alone, With long tongue hanging out, Resting at your feet until we go for a walk