A Wolf's View

I am strong, I am lean I am part of the restless pack I am a great wolf on the run swift of foot and living free. When I stare at your world I see fat dogs that look like me. They don't hunt, they just wait until you feed them. When I am hungry, I often want to eat one. I work hard for my food I hunt with the pack thrill with the chase the exhilaration howling with my snout uplifted thanking the moon in my wake. Then in sheer exhaustion I sleep under an open sky safe in the warmth of the pack in all kinds of weather proud and secure with my kind. Your dogs have human warmth but have lost their instincts coddled by humans who are afraid to put them out at night afraid they will be cold afraid they can't survive. They are not free like me I am not imprisoned by soft humans. I am not soft, nor was I meant to be soft. I am a canine, strong and free. Written on 2/5/2017