Ah the joys of nature, of the wild...Nature is so beautiful and picturesque. All the animals just running about playing and having a good time right? At least that's what you've been told, lead to believe, right? So those stories or those cartoons where the animals are like gangs or just mean must be just made up? Pure fiction, right? WRONG! They are true! Some of us animals are just plain mean! So mean it would make you humans blush, smh...
Don't believe me? Ok well this is a picture of me last year
Don't I look cute? But even more than that, don't I look happy, care-free? Not a care or a worry in the world. Ahh, those were the days. I didn't realize how good I had it Roaming freely, playing with friends, chilling by the lake. Eating and drinking - you know ust living the dream. Well, that dream became a nightmare when THEY showed up UGH. Some new kids moved in and yeah ok at first it was fun. They were the cool ones - had been on the otherside of the lake. Boasted about seeing the world - afterall they'd BEEN TO THE OTHERSIDE OF THE LAKE!! Oh and they regularly played dodge-car-truck/SUV/bus(I never played that)...So when they let me join their group, I was geeked!
One day they said we were playing a new game. They called it HIDE-N-GO GET IT. One of them would go hide a big green apple. Whoever found got to eat it! Yummy! So Big Buck goes off to hide the coveted treat, comes back and whispers "hide-n-go get it'. No one moves. Then he yells it and off we went! Running and looking for the big apple. Suddenly, I realized I was all alone.Where did everyone go? Why'd they stop looking? Didn't they want the apple? Maybe they were full? Allergic? Or maybe they were just being nice to the new guy? Awww
And then I heard a sound - one that will stay with me forever - however long that is. CRACK! Soooo lound that I froze. Looked but didn't see anyone or anything. Then BOOM! That's when I felt this pain, strong and throbbin. I wanted to run but I was frozen. What happened? Why? Who?Then I remembered a story my DeerPa told me about tools that sounded really loud and would stop you cold. And I was definitely, stopped cold. Right here, just like this.
Moral of the story - don't believe those stories about all animals playing and roming through the forest. Some of them, those animals are just plain mean! Old Buck set me up. Why, who knows! I no I don't.
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