Draw My Life: Coyote Edition

Draw My Life: Coyote Edition

My name is Alice, and this is my story. I’m trapped. I’ve tried so hard to escape, but there
just isn’t any way out. I’m so tired, and I know the trappers are
coming. But stories should start at the beginning,
shouldn’t they? And not start out so sad. I was born in a forest outside of Calgary
in Canada. My earliest memories are of my mom tidying
the den and my dad coming back with dinner. They really loved each other and stayed together
their whole lives. My siblings and I loved to play. We’d roll around in the den, and my mom
would get so annoyed with us. We got bigger and bigger and more and more
anxious to leave the den and explore this great big new world of ours. But when that day finally came, mom and dad
looked so worried. They looked at us in the way that parents
do when you know they’re being serious and said,
“You have to stay right next to us.” But then we went outside, and it was amazing. So many colors. So many smells. It was everything that I’d dreamed of and
so much more. My mom snatched me back and said,
“You have to be careful.” “But why? Everything here is so beautiful!” She shook her head. “No. Not everything.” “There was a company,” she said. That wanted to hurt us. To kill us. They would hide these traps where we couldn’t
see them. Traps that would crush our legs, squeeze our
heads, and even strangle us. I remember thinking, “Why? Why would someone do that to us?” It turns out, it was to wear us. To put our fur on jackets for humans. They would kill us, skin us, and throw our
bodies aside. I couldn’t believe it. I felt sick. Who would do such a thing? They call themselves Canada Goose. I would never forget that name. As I grew up, we occasionally heard of friends
or relatives who had gotten trapped. One day they were here. The next day—gone. Then one day, my life nearly changed. And then, it did change. I was out with my sister looking for food. The air smelled sweet, and the dirt was cool
on my feet. I was so caught up in it that I didn’t watch
where I was going. Suddenly I felt a push. I hit the ground with a thud. “Ow. I’m going to bite whoever did this. Oh, my God! I almost got trapped! I could have been killed. Who saved me?” Holy crap. That’s all I could think of when I first
saw Jacob. That’s all it took. I was in. We fell in love. We thrived. And a few months later, I gave him some wonderful
news. We were going to have a family. He was going to be a father. I’ll never forget the look on his face. I had never seen him happier—
well, until the pups were born. They were the most beautiful things I’d
ever seen. So curious. So playful. They reminded me of my siblings and me when
we were little. I was deliriously happy those first few weeks. Tidying the den and caring for the pups. And Jacob was right by my side the whole time. But they were getting bigger and I grew anxious,
just like my mother had. Jacob saw my hesitation, but he looked at
me in that way that partners do when you know they are being serious and said, “It’s
time.” He was right. It was time. “But just one more night. Let them stay here one more night. I’ll find us some food.” And out I went. As I walked, I imagined what my puppies’
lives would be like. What they would do, who they would meet, and
if they would have pups of their own. I couldn’t wait to watch them grow and learn
and— SNAP! Oh God! I’m stuck! I can’t get free. I tried pulling. Twisting. I tore off my own skin with my teeth and tried
to chew through my bone. But I couldn’t escape. And now I’m waiting. Waiting for the trappers to come. To shoot me or beat me to death. So that I can be skinned and Canada Goose
can sell my fur. I can hear their footsteps approaching. All I can think about is that I’ll never
get to see my pups grow up. All I can hope for is that they don’t end
up like me. Will you help them? Please, refuse to buy Canada Goose until it
switches to animal-friendly alternatives. And urge your friends and family to do the
same. My friends and family are counting on you. Thanks for listening.

100 thoughts on “Draw My Life: Coyote Edition

  1. Im alergic to fur like me cusin hes alergic to cats and cat fur . Im now alergic to cats , cat fur, dogs , dog fur. JUST BC I DINT WEAR ME GLASSES WHEN I WAS 4 NOW IM 9 so is not good SO KIDS WEAR YOUR GLASSES OR THIS WILL HAPPEN ( btw I WILL NOT BUY THOSE JACKETS )

  2. 😨😰😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

  3. Alice: gets stuck in traps
    Me: hears dem yelps
    Also me: naruto runs to Alice
    ALSO ALSO Me: frees her
    Trappers: exist


  5. 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭I'm crying right now

  6. Remeber how PETA took a little girls puppy from her and killed it? (I know they've done more than this, this is just my example)

  7. Ya ya ya so what we Ganna eat no clothes were naked Elsa is back from the fed from his monsteris poo and up for round 2

  8. This is kind of b***** either way Canada goose is going to kill a s*** ton of coyotes anyway if you stop buying fur coats then those coyotes were killed for no reason in that was just wasted they died for no reason if you do keep buying it then they're going to keep killing coyotes if you don't buy it they're going to kill off all their coyote stock because no one buys it anymore

  9. I know this will sound mean but I kind of have to kill them because they are killing my chickens and I like having my pets not dead and ripped apart…

  10. Puppy eyes (a lot of puppy eyes)
    Me: … CANT STAND IT faints*

    Edit: omg thank I for 2 likes I never get likes…

  11. That is so sad 😭 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

  12. Pls stop canada goose i am so sad right now why would they do such a bad thing to animals 😒😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

  13. 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😒😒😒😭🀬🀬🀬🀬🀬🀬πŸ˜₯πŸ˜₯πŸ˜₯πŸ˜₯πŸ˜₯🀧🀧🀧🀬🀬🀬🀬🀬🀬😭😭😭😭😭😭🀬😭

  14. Canada goose:kills deer
    Me:*uses M14 rifle*
    Canada goose:*shoots me*
    Canada goose:*takes over all countries exept Russia and Europe*
    Russia:FIRE MINIGUN!!!
    Canada goose:*kills russia*
    Russia:What the? NOOOOOOOOO!!!
    Sweden:I have a secret gun to end Canada goose
    Canada goose:*takes over all countries*

  15. I wanted a Canada Goose coat for my birthday but I think I’ll ask for something else, I hate animals getting killed.


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