As a young child, my parents would take me to the zoo and see what animals were out there.
As an adult, my favorite animal was the black bear.
But, I never quite understood what was going on inside its head.
So, I kept my head down and my mouth shut, I don’t really know what it’s thinking.
As a kid, I remember one of the most memorable things about a black bear was when I was young, I would get so close to it and it would stop me from touching it, I’d feel so bad about touching it.
It just hurt.
I would cry.
I think the bear had to be fed, because the little kid was so upset by the animal.
But as an adult now, I can’t help but think that this bear’s a little kid, but he’s really a bear.
He has feelings and wants to please.
But he doesn’t know how to make himself a good bear.
When I think about the bear today, I think of my family.
The animals I see today are just as wild and beautiful as I remember them.
I have a lot of love for animals, and I think they are very special creatures.
I like animals because they are the most beautiful creatures I have ever seen.
It’s just wonderful to see the world so alive and full of life.
But I’m not a big animal person, so I can never understand why people like animals so much.
I love animals because I love them.