The cat ran and ran.
It's tail flew behind it.
But it was hopeless, he couldn't run from his tormentors.
He tripped and fell, and then they ran up.
The tall monsters, pink paws and strange pelts.
They grabbed it, putting a long, painful thing that cut into his throat.
He yowled in pain.
They kept tightening it, pulling his tail as he writhed in in seemingly endless agony.
Then they let go, and he ran off, bleeding.
He didn't heal quickly, the memories sealed into his mind.
He would never forget th pain they inflicted on him,
And he sought a cure to end it all.
The abuse on poor creatures like himself, who had to endure such horrors.
He ran off, seeking the answer.
The cure.
The end to animal abuse.