Bryant

G’day mates. It has been five weeks now with the humans who saved me and let me tell you, they are right, the sleep does get better with time; not much better, but more time will help. That’s enough talk about sleep before yous furry writer gets tired. Before I get ahead of myself I learned about these three periods that keep your sentence going… not bad eh. Let’s keep hopping along.

I do not know if yous know a Bryant, but a lot of the humans treating me have been wearing protection that has that name under their other protection. The double protection I just do not understand… am I really that dangerous… are my claws really that sharp… It would be really nice if humans were to throw me an eucalyptus leaf every now and again. More about this Bryant mate. Everyone and I mean has been wearing protection with Bryant. At least everyone I see. A total of five humans and zero animals. I know this Bryant is a human of sort. Two of my humans still can not help from crying everytime they hear the name… Bryant. The amount of tears could have put out all the flames roaming wild. I came to the conclusion that this human named Bryant must be dead. The tears and everyday protection for the past 11 days were good clues. Obviously it would be a stretch to say that Bryant is dead just off of that. I overheard the humans say that Bryant had died in a helicopter crash. Do not know what a helicopter is, but if it is anything like a car, I would be scared. I have seen a car and those are scary… and humans sit in them like nothing.

The other night my dream got a little spooky. Even though I do not know who Bryant is, I do know it (I do not want to assume gender, I once mistook a platypus’s gender and let’s just say I’ll never forget that day) was in my dream; Bryant of course, but not as a human. As a kangaroo. The protection was a give away. I have never seen no kangaroo ever where protection. Back to my dream… It was jumping as fast as it could from the flames, but lil’ did it know there was no escape. My dream panned back away from Bryant to where the birds are above the trees to show the entire outback engulfed in flames. The flames burned in a bright circle like a fiery ring surrounding the helpless Bryant as it jumped full wind ahead not knowing that a few acres ahead it would jump into a wall of flames. I awoke with a startle as if I was there.I quickly rolled over to lay on my back. For the next thirty minutes I cooled off until I could fall back to sleep. I went back to the same outback, but this time Bryant was no longer there. Bryant was replaced by my family and Milto. They were all running as fast as they could. Again lil’ did they know the inevitable end awaiting them. A horrific scene I was not ready to go through again and in a heap of heat I awoke again.

I do not know you Bryant. I know you are a human. I know you are dead. That I am sorry for and cannot change. I do not know how you died, but I can only hope it was not as horrific as my dream. Whether you were a good human or a bad human I do not know, but I know you are a powerful human (not just anyone can intrude on my dreams). A human with that power I could only hope was good. May you rest on a bed of eucalyptus leaves.

P.S. I do not say that to just anyone, especially a human.

Until next time mates. Take care.