When men sow the wind it is rational to expect that they will reap the whirlwind.
-Frederick Douglass

Oh good! My turn, my turn! I've been waiting for this! It's my dream to tell you my story, Liza! Everyone will be thrilled to hear all about me. Everyone loves me. How could anyone not?

So I'll begin at the very beginning! There was nothing but darkness... only darkness... Then came that great invention called light. But it was too bright and blinded everyone so everyone thought there was only darkness and then they kicked out God because he didn't bring them light and they stumbled around in darkness forever. Okay... so that's not exactly how it goes, but I never liked the old boring story anyway. I was born to a very Christian family and well, I didn't like it very much. I never got into the whole dressy little girl type. Blech. I always felt there was just something a little more out there. Now don't think I'm dissin' my parents or any of that shit. They were real nice, but they just never did understand. Some of the priests didn't like me, but my parents always defended me against them.

By the time I was 12, I started to realize just what a pain in the ass I was to them. So I decided to do them a favor and just go. I'd just cause more trouble if I didn't and they didn't need a hassle like me to make the priests hate them. Especially when they believe that the priests are basically their doorway to heaven. So I ended up taking to the streets.

Now I don't know where I got it from, but for some reason I have this tendency to make people not like me. People always say it has to do with my mouth, but my lips are pretty enough. Okay, so I tend to twist words around a lot and make things out of what people said but really didn't mean. I also turn words around on people quick too. It's just natural for me to do! I can't help it. I also usually can't keep my mouth shut. But when I have to, I can manage it most of the time. Anyway! One day I was walking down the road and lo and behold, there was someone I pissed off just the other day standing in front of me. So what did I do? Damn straight, I ran like hell. Hey, I was 13 at the time. This guy was probably about twice my age. Well I ran the right way cause after I lost the guy, I ran straight bam into Ty. I would have toppled us both, but Ty's big. So I bounced instead. I apologized of course, but Ty wouldn't hear nothin' of it. He just took me under his arm and carried me like some prize back towards a hideout. I had noooo idea what was going on, but the jacket gave me a hint. He was a zookeeper and he was going to feed me to panthers. So I struggled and struggled, but alas it was noooo use. So I was stuck that way.

Well luckily I wasn't fed to the Panteras. Meteor might have really eaten me! But Miguel wouldn't have let him. So now I'm a Pantera. They took me in cause I was just a stray cub. And stray black cubs are in danger out there on the streets where the police is a group of racists. They're so nice! and I really really love them all. I could be like Giggle and start calling Ty my dad! But no... I still love my dad and mom. They're great and I hope they're doing as well as I am... but then I don't know if that's even possible. I have the greatest families in the world, after all.