Home Creators Posts Import Register Favorites Logout

Content

When Marcus was a pup he grew up in a shelter with other homeless mice

He was cared for by an elderly mouse who was paid to take care of the children.

But she didn't really care about them

When they grew up they begged or stole or some were sold

And if they were lucky they were adopted

Worse only the prettiest children were chosen

The children did not have beds or anything like that, perhaps they slept on sheets that the caregivers gave them

Between those leaves slipped a feather

And that's why Marcus has a feather in his little hands.

He still couldn't talk or walk so it was the first time he saw a feather

Files

Comments