I am a stray. I wander from home to home never able to settle. I have freedom but I am lonely. Being a pet has good and bad as well. You may be happy but you are caged. Funny how I just realized it this year. I have been a stray for so long.
I can tell when they want me to be a pet and I am unable. They stare at me expecting me to roll over for them and beg. I shall not! I can't help but weep.... Living on the streets isn't easy nor is it too hard. Sleeping in the nooks and crannies of society....
Being a stray has it's ups and downs but recently? It is a lot of down. A lot of bad events lately. I wish not to dwell on it....
Signing Off, Kachi
Zabethlyburn · Wed Jan 05, 2011 @ 11:17pm · 0 Comments |