I was leaving for work when suddenly I’m not in the mood for carrying tourists on my back. So I halted and my master caressed me with love, persuading me to keep on walking to that fortress at the back ground where we both work till noon.
I’m lucky that I’ve got someone to feed me, bath me and care for me. Many of my friends in the forest don’t even have a place to live, since human converted our jungle into rubber plantations and such. Human, I don’t know what to call them, friend or enemy?
How do you feel about animals having to work for human?
#PeopleAroundUs | Day 4.