[ WP ] A diary entry/entries of an animal ( of your choice ) , through his eyes . Narrated by the animal itself , as if it was sentient .

1-31-17 log entry 
 I wander these streets lonely and heartbroken as my family left me abandoned, homeless and hopeless. My hair is dirty, dread locked, and caked with mud and oil thier cars leave behind. My heart scarred with the memories of the life I once had. I had a family with a little boy, I watched him grow up, I protected him, and for a time I was his world. 
 
 I now walk these streets alone, and sometimes scared longing for a love I once had, but the only thing I have found is hate. Some start thier lives with hate. Others start with love but hate at some point in time grabs a hold of them and leeches into thier souls, that is what happened to my sweet boy. I walk up to a group of men leaning on the building. These humans not only hate me, but each other. I feel malice emminating off of them in waves, they crash upon me as they shout, `` shoo, go on and get out of here.'' I can feel one is considering giving me a chase as his grip tightens on the cane in his hand. 
 
 Just as I turn to take my leave I feel it my ears perk up, can it be? I feel love forgetting the men behind me I bolt twards it. How reckless of me as I run twards the girl who is sending me soft pulses of love, the warmth threatening to make me forget to approach more cautiously. She sees me and I can feel a small bitter tinge of fear leak out of her but still the flow of love overwhelmingly coming from her. 
 
 I slow my approach, and the fear ebbs a bit but still a hint of it remains. I know I must appear terrifying and I have not seen clean water and a brush in quite some time, so long infact I have lost track. I reach my target and flop over on my back, tail wagging, heart threatening to explode. The fear almost completely gone as she bends down to me and pats my head. 
 
 `` Come on girl, what are you doing here? Will you walk me home?'' She cooed. I leaped up tail helicoptering behind me. I found hope once again. The girl giggled and together we walked. As we walked we came upon the bad men I encountered before. The vile hate still so heavily suffocating in the air. I know this is no good, I whine and try to get the girl to turn around. 
 
 Then I feel the hate bubble and shift behind me. Then the one with the cane spoke. `` Hello little girl, where are you headed all alone in a place like this?'' 
 
 `` Alone? I'm not alone.'' She replied. As sour waves of fear now pound off of her. She is right she is not alone I am here. I sneer and growl back at the man. Now more hesitant to approach. This time boy I will not let you off I barked menicingly. I lunged and grabbed his cane, warning shot has been fired I bellowed next it will be painful. Now the sour waves of fear are coming off the man as he yelps `` call the mutt off.'' 
 
 You stupid hateful man I will protect this girl and her love as long as I can, I turn to the girl and plead with her to leave, she must have sensed it and turned to run as the cane connected with my side. Thankful now that she was running and on her way to safety the man now had my full attention. I latched onto his arm and was quickly swarmed by his friends. I recieved many kicks and punched and eventually let the man go. Satisfied to help thier friend and leave me limping away. `` MOM!'' She cried out `` she made it please come help.'' That my friends is how I foundmy new home and it is full of more warm, and delightful love than I ever imagined finding in the world. 
 
 I followed the girls trail of love and sadness she left behind to find her home on her porch weeping, and sobbing for of all the things in the world me. 
 She sees me battle worn, and injured as I flop in front of her yet again my heart about to flutter out of my chest and tail wagging as much as I can while internally bleeding.
