After that, it wasn’t all about me
anymore, it was about us instead.      
     No matter how hard we tried to    
find the owner, almost all the animals 
we saved ended up staying with us on   
the farm. Most of them didn’t have ID  
chips, tags or even collars, and that  
probably meant they were all alone,    
with no one to love or even miss them. 
     We both tried really hard to make 
up for that, and it wasn’t just kittens
and puppies either.                    
     Earlier today, or two weeks ago,  
while driving over a bridge, I saw the 
car in front of me throw a bag over the
side and down to the river below.      
     As it flew through the air and    
over the side, the Darkness began to   
stir. It looked like it was burlap and 
tied shut, but that’s not what got its 
* attention.                               
     Just before it went over the side,
I saw it squirm, like there was some-  
thing alive inside.                    
     I also felt a little excited, but 
there was no way, that animal was gonna
die on my watch. No, fucking, way.     
     Like I explained, I was on a      
bridge, and I couldn’t just stop and   
turn around. Traffic was moving smooth-
ly enough, but it’d still be a miracle 
if I could get my car going back the   
other way in time.                     
     And, even if I were able to do    
that, I could still run there faster,  
and decided to ditch my car somehow,   
but how?                               
     I could just pull over and take my
chances, but that’s when I saw the two 
guys, in the bag-throwing car, high    
fiving and laughing their asses off.   



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