I sat down on the edge of my bed,

Cleaning off the bite on my leg with a baby wipe.

Despite that outcome I was glad

to have finally seen a living thylacine and accomplished my 16 year goal.




"I still don't know

'' why she bit me..
I did not even go near her babies or shove a camera in her face"

The site of my knee where I got bit feels
stingy but otherwise okay
as the blood had started clotting.

I press my finger down on one
of the teeth marks slightly.. Yep it still hurt.

I walked out to the kitchen to grab
a band-aid from the first aid cupboard.

''That was the first Thylacine bite in over 85 years''.
I said pulling out a container of bandages and stuff and taking it to the bench.

I quickly got out a plaster Band-Aid,
and placed it on the thylacine bite wound.

I shiver a little before walking out to the lounge room.
In the mood now to watch a little television.
I sit down and scritch the
back of my neck absent-mindedly.

I swore the tiny hairs on the
nape of my neck had gotten thicker as they touched my finger tips.. it did not feel like hair at all
no more like fur actually.
I quickly bring my hand back to my lap.

Should I shave the back of my neck?
No that's absurd, people never shave there.

I made a dash for the bathroom.

I look into the mirror, seeing my
reflection and blowing a sigh of relief
and chuckle to myself.
'" I have been reading
too many animal TF stories''.

I brush a lock of my
brown hair back.
"Huh?... my ear"

I brush back the other
side to look at the other one.

Both my naturally small ears
had an odd appearance,
like the tops had been chopped down with a knife.
Not just that. They seemed to have moved higher up my scalp.

"That's not right ".

I pull my hair locks back to cover
my ears out of sight and leave the bathroom.