Someone just set us out on a very lonely, dark road in the woods one night. Sandy tried to run and keep up with me as I tried to find shelter for the night. She stubbed her toe, tripped and fell into some sticks. I could tell she was hurt because she began to limp and shake her head. Since I was the big brother, I encouraged her to follow.
Up ahead I could see what looked like it could have been our mother but she was much too big and had a stubby tail. I used my better judgment and steered Sandy in the other direction. Then lights hit our eyes and we heard a screeching sound. Two tall people came walking toward us. I was scared but to go back in the other direction we would have walked right into the big furry creature so we held our ground.
Gentle hands picked each of us up and carried us to safety. I don't know why but I trusted them. One smelled sweet and the other rubbed my neck. As they drove off with us in their arms I looked over their shoulder and heard the lady say, 'that was a bobcat'.
We had a good night's sleep on a soft towel and food in our tummies. The next morning we were taken where Sandy had her toe and ear cared for and we got some medicine. Even the fleas were taken off our bodies. We were feeling fine.
I heard the people talking about getting us fixed next week but I don't really think we're broken any more. I wonder what they meant!
Greensboro, GA
