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Eloy's Story - Part I

“What is that thing?” my mother had said. “Is it.. even one of us?” said Father. As a pup, I vaguely recall. But I’ll never forget the stories my parents always told me growing up. I used to have a brother. Really, it could have been either one of us; we shared a litter. But he was the one they abandoned, and I was the one who stayed. I feel sad about it sometimes, realising it could have just as easily been the other way around, if only the mutation had taken ahold of me instead. Was it really necessary for a mutated newborn to be abandoned and left for dead? I loved my parents and trusted the