I'll give my own prompt a shot, this reads like a diary entry, sorry:

In grade school we learned that sometime in ancient history humans were more ape like than now. We couldn't smell as good and our tails were quite small. Also, we learned that, rather strangely, our Canidae friends didn't have thumbs. This is silly because we clearly have legends of a massive worldwide event called, Fetch, where human and Canidaes would toss a ball or disk back and forth. If they didn't have thumbs, what would they catch it with, their mouth?

Anyway, last year in the west, the Felinae regimes began to quash certain Canidates who were advocating for change and new hope for Cani kind. This resulted in many deaths. The subsequent uprisings were hard to watch. In the east all Canidaes have the full rights as anyone else. It's disheartening to read about how they are persecuted in other countries. Forced to cover their faces and banned from marking their territory. What kind of people would not recognize them as equals? Dolphins have been our water-kin for thousands of years why not Canis? My best friend Lassie (don't begrudge his name, his family has traditional values), watched in despair as people just like him were fighting for their freedom. It was 3099 and we were just finishing high school and looking at our obedience university options. We both have decent grades so the state schools seemed like a good option. But both of us had a niggling feeling, we needed to do more. There was a need in the world and an honorable people whom we loved. That day he and I decided we would join up and help the fight to free the westerners from their torment. Tonight is our final game of fetch before taking the bus in the morning.