God, my God, have you forsaken me? I fear the sun more every day. I will it not to shine on my face, for it will illuminate the fur and muzzle. They will know.
I saw an owl. I wish I could help anything, oh what a coward I am. I've no armor but God- by faith, is it enough? I wish love was a virus.
Mother took my skin. I took it back. Ugly dog. The sun shines not for beasts.