All Living Things Small Animal Cage Novels & Stories

I'm used to getting on people's nerves easily enough, but this felt new. Richard pouted, staring up at his mom pleadingly. Then, without warning, he darted toward another cage, this time grabbing hold of a small brown creature with gray stripes on its side. As the animal struggled to pull itself away, I realized the creature wasn't very large, only about as big as a rat nor did it appear aggressive. It simply didn't seem like it would hurt Richard. Though I doubted it could be trusted either. Richard's mother pulled on his leg once more, causing the animal to cry and whine pitifully.

So people just noticed Jayden's appearance. "I think from yesterday Felicia hasn't commented on anything. She didn't say I'm handsome or anything." Jayden stroked his own hair. He only responds to the comments of his classmates and juniors simply or with a little joke. He rushed to the elevator to get to the top floor, where the cages for the research animals were located. Deliberately put at the top because sometimes there are odors from research animals that can be annoying. Even though the room is air conditioned and closed, sometimes the smell of animals can still be smelled. Moreover, many have researched using animals such as rats or mice, rabbits and guinea pigs.

Along with teddy-bears that the child will drown in, I think we’ll be alright in the toys and clothes department. I’ve also started looking at cribs and things and damn – those things are freaking expensive! I’ve only managed to buy this really beautiful wooden crib which have animal carvings all along the borders and feet. The cage-thingies are even little paw-prints. It’s adorable! I think we’re going for the animal theme here, you know – because I’m having a puppy. :P Lace was the muffin thief by the way. Yes-you-did Hailstorm

It's because there are so many of them. Row after row of wolves are trapped in cages stacked 4 tall, the bottoms open grates with a thin barrier of cardboard. Each cage is barely tall enough for each wolf to stand on four legs without pressing against the gleaming silver. Many of the wolves have singed fur from where their flesh accidentally hit the bars. This isn’t a prison, it’s a pen. And there are facilities like this hidden all over the country. This can’t be allowed to continue. One way or another, I’m bringing a stop to this.

The door was locked. Through a small window in the door, I caught a glimpse of a large room filled with shipping crates and makeshift holding cells. There were several small cages inside the room like they were keeping animals but instead they were keeping women inside. Their faces were pale in fear. Many of them looked below sixteen. My jaw clenched as I took in the scene.

" Yes .... that four are already maybe two hundred years old .They are too lazy to move . That one is maybe still not reach a hundred years old. No one knew ,he and his brother had their space . Most of the animals are rises in their spaces. Their madam had gave them the spaces since they move to the town . That is why their animals grows third time faster then the outside world. " We also had bird farms .... we rised eagles , pigeon , parrots and sparrow . That sparrow give us birds nests. Their nest was good for nutrition . " He explain what their madam told him and his brother.

The science club was using the biggest room of Hermes, the name of their science building. The wide and lengthy walls on the left were decorated with science posters; there were a few frames that showed the cycle of a butterfly, the rock cycle, and pictures of volcanoes. The right side of the room had cabinets and drawers on them. Jars filled with preserved small animals such as rabbits, puppies, butterflies, and frogs were arranged neatly inside a locked, glass cabinet. Alice squinted her eyes on the jar containing the puppy. “Is it real?” she asked.

Anyone could attest it to the way things had taken a treacherous turn lately. In the center of the room stood a large cage, made of heavy iron bars that had been forged in the furnace of the blacksmith. The cage was stained with rust and the remnants of old blood, a grim reminder of the suffering that had taken place within its confines. The room was dimly lit, with only a few flickering torches to provide illumination. While the air was thick with the musty scent of damp earth and decay.

Tom’s POV When I woke up, I found out that I was locked up in a cage … yes, you read that right. I was locked up in a bloody metal cage, like some feral wild animal, with no idea of what on earth I had done to deserve such ill-treatment. The cage barely contained me, having barely enough room for me to stand and walk about ten paces. It had very tiny holes that could barely fit a finger, and I assumed that the holes were to let air in.

I vaguely smelled the familiar mint scent. Lashay in my arms was very excited, urging me to move forward quickly. At the deepest part of the tent was a super large cage covered with a layer of black cloth. I lifted a corner of the black cloth and saw a huge animal locked inside. Due to the large size of this animal, the space in the cage was barely enough for it to lie down. A voice deep in my mind urged me to approach the creatures in the cage. Under the cover of the black cloth, I could only see its outline.