EspañolOverwhelmed by such a responsibility, the animal had fled leaving behind a bad lit jail and due obedience. He was sick and tired of having to try the impossible to obtain his daily food plate, of having to face the absurd discipline of the daily hygiene. He felt that he had betrayed the wild spirit he had before being caught. He longed finding in the trees his next mouthful, to bathe under the warm sun of spring and to contemplate the Earth induced sleep by the frost.
He ran without restrain, just guided by its instinct of freedom, but suddenly stopped. He doubted if he would not have left the door of the house opened before finishing with all.
(NOTE: This article was originally published by Botijo de Oro in the spanish section of the blog)
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