At the farm reside many animals, but the farmer always seemed to favor Ms. Birdie. But she was not just a bird. She was a Dove - a symbol of purity and beauty. She flew around the farm spreading her shining positivity, always bringing the other animals' spirits up. He would often watch her fly from afar, his smile not the only thing showing his excitement. The other farm animals knew of his perversity but never truly did anything to end it. As her feathers began to wilt away, it seemed more and more cared less and less. Eventually, she had no white feathers left. He then found a new favorite animal: The Bunny. Now, everyone cares. And I'm just an ugly, used Dove.