Coyote

Welcome to the National Zoo, Coyote.

May 10, 1901: That was terrible!! What the Howl was that? I was just prancing around, howling off some big rock, and all of a sudden here comes this big guy in a big green suit, with this giant net. That's the last thing I remember before waking up in this big dark bumping car thing. It was so loud in there. I heard one of them Homo Sapiens say it was a locomotive. Then after like five days we stop in the middle of this big city and they pack our crates onto a wagon which goes for like an our to this big place, with paved paths and this really decorated buildings. They pushed my crate towards this big metal cage and let me in. I sprinted out of that box like my life depended on it and once I got out noticed how small that cage was. It was small and dirty and there was this bowl of dirty water in the corner. Then to make it worse I turned right only to see the wolf, my arch nemesis, in the next cage over. So what do I do I try to dig a hole in the ground, only to find out that under this pile of wood dust it was this scratchy hard gray rock thing. Imagine waking up evey morning and having to look at this, Whith no where to run, hide, or fight back.

In short this zoo is abusive. They feed me this old meat like once a day, the water is dirty, and I basically sleep in my own feces. You think someone could have the courtesy to you know let me run around outside once in a while. No, of course not! They’re more concerned with those snotty people that look like they’ve never seen a tree before. Ooohing, and Aaaahing at every little rat they see. Those poor people. When they look at me they see a coyote, but not more than what you would see in a picture. They don’t see the wild animal I really am. There are no tall rocks in this cage, no grass lands, no geysers, just this little dirty metal cage and an old beaten up and depressed coyote.

May 19,1901: Busting O ut

It was midnight idnight idnight when the badger came to my cage. It was finally time to roll like thunder out of this "zoo." The badger used it's sharp claws to pick the lock. Before I knew it we were busting out. Sprinting between the cages, we galloped to the entrance. There we saw a guard. Helpless, only wielding a black flashlight. I'm not proud of what we did but we had to do it for freedom. Badger innocently crawled in front of him while I snuck up behind, clawing at his back and slicing his jugular, while the badger ripped his skin to shreds like a gatling gun. The report published later said that a bear had mauled the guard, but in reality it was us, the unstoppable duo of badger and coyote.



May 20,1901: Free at last

This place is crazy! there are people everywhere and we are always hiding to make sure we don't get caught. This place is wild, with all the hustling and bustling. There are the biggest rocks I've ever seen in this place. They are tall and brick looking, but with these holes in them filled with this clear wood. Take a look.



May 21, 1901: To the Mall!!!

Finnaly some nice open space. It’s note the same as home by any means but it is much nicer than what I had in that cage. Lots of grass, and I even got to eat some if these little rat things with long fluffy tails. Although the ground is hard in a lot of the places, and the grassy area is surrounded by these huge rocks, its still pretty nice. There are a lot of pools which is nice because there was no where really to bathe in the “zoo”, but there are also plent of trees which makes it feel more like home. They have these huge. Fancy big white rocks and they are decorated with these huge hard buildings of people. Although it is king of nice here im starting to get the feelng that these people don’t really like us. Badger was diging some holes trying to catch us some food, right when the sun was rising, and here come these crazy people all dressed in black with bats and they started chasing us around and we ran for cover.