I was blind when the human found me.

It was the sudden clamp of a fleshy claw on the nape of my neck that I realised I couldn’t escape.

I didn’t even smell them coming, but I fought anyway though I was hungry and couldn’t bite.

I was going to die. Mother had always taught us to stay away from the tall ones that could hunt you for days without getting tired, that could kill at a distance or squash you flat when you walked on the sacred paths.

I screamed as the human began to pull my head off. My ears burned and my skin was stretched - but then I could see!

The strange fleshy being still held me as they passed some strange metal thing to another human. There was food in it once.

They poked and prodded before placing me gently on the grass with their long arms that protruded from brightly coloured blubber.

Two front facing eyes stared hard at my blinking eyes and I went limp when they let me go. It could be a trap. Perhaps with their magic they could kill me …

I heard the heavy feet take a step back and I took the chance to run into the woods by the sacred path.

I never looked back but I could smell the human on my fur and felt grateful for the miracle they had kindly given me.