Mother Nature nurtured me with her abundant chow, warm hearth, and cleansing waters. I cannot remember a day when my belly did not droop from my previous meal. I was hungry, and she gave me food. In the fall, bags of leaves appeared and become my winter coat. I was naked, and she clothed me. In the winter, I watched the snow blanket the city from the shelter of an abandoned garage. I was a stranger, and she welcomed me. The spring rains washed away the pollen and dirt from my sleek coat and refilled the depleted lakes and ponds. I was thirsty, and she gave me drink. The summer sun warmed me as I bask on the asphalt streets, my Garden of Eden.
Metal monsters roamed the asphalt streets. These monsters taught me about frailty of life. The challenges of dodging cars, maintaining my sleek coat, and feeding myself taught me about life and self-reliance and build my physique. Everyday squirrels spoke of fights with rubber. Deer jabbered about the sinister nature of headlights. Life in the city required numerous road crossings. Squirrels preferred to run head-on across the asphalt. Deer wondered across. I took a more calculated route. Similar to stalking birds, I would crawl out into the road until I could see both ways clearly. If no metal monsters could be seen, I exploded into a sprint and reached safety on the other side. Most of my days I dedicated to grooming and maintaining my sleek coat. Daily hunting for food enhanced my agility and strength. Occasionally foxes tried to challenge me for my supper, yet their cunning is no match for my power. The challenge of city life is avoiding capture.
One morning I woke up in a white prison feeling sore in between my hind legs. Humans took my masculinity.
took my masculinity.