The forest dog

A dog lived in the forest
I think it was a she
It avoided conteact with people
The forest was full of rabbits.
I sat on a stone in the glade
For a long time it ignored me,
But one deay it came near
I fed him a sandwich, later on
It let me pick ticks of its fur
Before backing into the bushes.
On my walks, I often sat on the stone
Sometimes the dog came and sat
Beside me for a while.
When the hunters came it disappeared
And stayed away for weeks.
One day I found the dog near the stone
In the glade, it had been killed.
Humanity is an ugly beast slay for
Pleasure and not for food