STOP ANIMAL ABUSE

It Needs To Be Stopped Before It Starts

This needs to stop. If we don't stop it now, it will affect the human race in SO many ways, and we'll just end up wondering, why and how did this happen to us? Well my friends, it all starts from now. Now and forever if we don't try and do something.
Ok, so let me tell you.
You know that last pizza slice that you didn't wanna eat on that Saturday night? Well, when you threw it in the bin, it stayed there in the bin for a week, and it became rotten, rotten green, imagine all the bacteria inside of it and the colour of it, imagine what would happen to you if you had it, yep, straight from the bin! And then a 7 months old fox comes by, starving, looking for food, maybe looking for food to feed its family, Who knows?! And then, it comes next to the bin, just picture it in your head, yes the whole scene, then it jumps inside the bin, getting its paws dirty, maybe there's something sharp in the bin aswell, like broken bottle of beer that some guy next door was drinking on that Saturday night too, and you saw him too! But the fox deosnt care, it needs to get that pizza slice-AH YES-He got it, he got the pizza slice, he held it in his mouth and jumped out of the bin. And went off. Wanna know where the fox went? I'll tell you. Now limping, with the cut paw, he has to be careful, and he has to be fast. There are these humans with little sticks that make smoke every time they take a breath, and little plastic packets with white powder, that killed the foxes mother. Yes have a quick think about that. Maybe sounds familiar to one of you's out there? No?, well, the fox has to be careful, there are also people with metallic weapons, that shoot tiny balls of fire, and if it gets inside the fox, the fox knows that it'll die, just like its sister. As the fox crosses the road with care, it can smell-something-something familiar. No..Nonononon-NO. The Cubs-th-the-they're-They're gone-His beautiful Cubs-are gone-like their mother, like his mate, his love. He looks around panicking, looking for his Cubs in all the bushes, searches for them, calling for them! But they're gone-and they're not coming back. The fox returns to his den. Alone with the pizza slice, slowly licking his paw, all alone, having no idea what to do now. But he keeps living-but now-he deosnt have the urge to make another family-because the one he lost crushed his heart, and if he has another one-he's scared that he'll loose that one too....

Now you might be thinking. Then how the heck is that affecting the human race? Well I'll tell you, yep have a seat on the sofa or on your bed, get comfy, it's not like in that moment right there where you're reading this and you don't realise that somewhere in the world, or maybe somewhere in your street or road, there's a kitten. A kitten abandoned, left to die. At only 1 month old. The kitten is not wanted. Why? Because it was a female, and that nasty person, wanted a male. What a jerk they were, you're thinking. Well yes, A big fat animal abuser. So, the kitten, was abandoned, in a box, a wooden box, in which the kitten couldn't get out of. And he better not, because there were starving foxes about. Realise something? Then one day, Two men came under that little roof and brought a big orange sofa, and put it next to the tiny wooden box, not realising there was a kitten in there, not even bothered to check, I mean why would they isn't it? It's not like it has a paper stuck to the box saying;"Please take this kitten he is unwanted." Nah it's fine! It's cool. It's fine. And so the kitten miaows, wishing with all its tiny, but fearsome heart that the men would see him, but no, he's alone again. But now, he smells-comfort. He smells, warmth, and he sees that it's the sofa. The kitten, it took him 15 minutes before his strength nearly finished, so he could get out of the box. And yes he did it! And you guessed it-he's going to the sofa. Now it's raining, and the kitten is making his journey, he is climbing up the sofa, slowly sticking his tiny claws into the wool, and now, he made it to the top. Now he's on the sofa, and he sees a little whole inside, the wool and cotton. He sniffs it-and slides into the stomach of the sofa. The inside is empty, nothing but a few springs, and that's it, oh but there's a little but of wool there in the corner. So the kitten makes a ball of himself and sticked himself inside. It's so warm for him, very very warm, and he's comfy. Do you know what's coming? You imagining all this? Well, as the kitten closes his eyes, his last flashbacks come back, of his mother, his father, their comfort, and his mothers milk, him playing with his sisters and brothers, and then him bieng taken away, not knowing that he would end up, here. In this moment, instead of him bieng in a warm house, with kids, a family? Sitting on the window chasing the raindrops as the race down the glass. But no. Instead he's here, in this sad, dreadful moment. The kitten has dyed from an infection and depression. The infection spread through his lungs and heart, and he fought, he was fighting for his life AND NO ONE WAS BOTHERED TO HELP. NOONE Helped...And so this is affecting the human race, because, we are connected with animals, we are PART of the food chain and the chain of life, of existence!