Friday’s Log 4
I follow master for a few days. He teaches me more noises. He calls the noises words. He is always pleased when I can talk with words. I like talking with words more than talking with hands. I learn many words.
One day master tells me to follow him. We go hunting. Master uses a shiny stick to kill beasts. He points the stick and it makes thunder. Master is powerful if he can control thunder. He tells me the stick is called a gun. I ask gun not to kill me. I do not want the thunder to kill me. Master tells me it will not. He controls it. We kill beasts and go back to the camp.
Master makes fire. He takes the skin off the beasts. He keeps the skin and feeds the beast to fire. Master likes skin. I do not know. It does not itch anymore, but it is still sticky and hot. Makes surprises me. He pulls beasts out of fire. He tells me to eat the beasts. I eat. The meat is very good. I like eating the beasts. Master tells me to put salt on the meat. He likes salt. I put it on. It tastes like the ocean. I spit out the meet. I do not like the ocean taste. Master looks to not know, but he does not force me to eat the salt. Master is good.
