He saw a pup that he thought was almost dead laying in the road.
And he was in saving the pup mode.
He got out to help the pup and the pup bit him and the pain was bad.
He couldn't help getting a little mad.
But the pup was a coyote and he was in pain too.
And he was just doing as coyotes do.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem