Genesis

Who is "Francis M"? What does "dead" mean?Why do I keep hearing that name in droning whispers?

I can feel my pack mates jostling me and the walls where I'm in collapse.

I'm free. But I feel cold. Does that mean I'm out of my sanctuary?

Then a warm, wet something released me from the compartment I am in. I feel the cold more. But the warm wet something licked my whole body dry.

I stretch out. The licking continues.

I try to open my eyes but I see a hazy shadow of something dark. I think it's a kind being who's so intent on getting me dry and warm.

I feel strength in my limbs. I try to stand up. I fell. But the warm wet something prodded me on. I managed to stand up.

I try to move about. Wobbly but still moving, I walked gradually - away from the warm wet something.

It tried to stand up but I think, my pack mates are going out as well so it did not follow me.

I reveled in this ability. I can barely see but I walked and walked. I hit something soft and warm and wet. I got sleepy.

I woke up. I was being carried by a big, warm, calloused something carry me from where I was. The owner had a warm soothing voice. I felt myself transferred to a much smaller, but softer, smoother something. Its owner had a shrill voice. It was saying...

"...Awwwww...this must be the eldest"

"What do we name him?" asked the Calloused One

"Hmmmm" the Smoother One thought..."Let's call him Utoy!"

The Calloused One agree. "Ok. Let's bring him back to Josie."

They brought me back to the Wet, Warm Something called Josie.

Josie licked me lovingly. She whispered softly in DogSpeak, "Utoy...my son. I'm your mother, Josephine."