Leave Me Alone

Have you ever been on a safari to see the wild animals in their natural setting to you can photograph and appreciate the sense of being one with a past evolution? Unless you only got National Geographic for the topless natives, you viewed with wonder the lions, tigers and bears and didn’t keep the scores.

Did you ever think about your incursion into their territory to watch them act naturally for your amusement was like a tour group walking through your living room?

We species must cohabitate with each other to work and feed and propagate but in the end, we want to be left alone.

Did you ever wonder what happened before we invaded their habitat?

Just like the rest of us, they would have to get up and move to where there is food and water and, on a good day, be able to scratch on a tree without getting eaten.

The Puppywoods’ mission has been to allow the local individuals to live as natural as possible without disturbance. This little plot of land while providing shelter and some food and water, allows the native residents to live as their ancestors did.

As with any nature setting there is disruption, shenanigans and disputes but without human intervention, all is settled with judge or jury. Life and death occur and time moves on.

Most of the inhabitants are local to the region with a few visitors for the summer who have heard this was the best Howard Johnson south of the Mason-Dixon line. The buffet is open every day with a variety of greens, sunflower seeds and antioxidants that most of us should eat anyway.

So instead of viewing monsters or explosions or the depth of man’s inhumanity to man, I look out the window and watch nature being true to itself, at least in the confines of a small forest provided for them.

Peace.