Sunday afternoon, when a birthday was celebrated outdoors under the sun that even in Senegal and humidity that even leaving the airport in Bangkok, we found a swallow stunned that he could no longer fly. For the truth is that she has found us. We came close, as if seeking help.
course as good Romans, after a moment's reflection, we began to show off a cynicism that would shudder even Hannibal Lecter. In fact, it's always the same childish way we can hide the fact that something is particularly striking. And since we have to show the world that nothing and no one can deface celiamo thus the discomfort of reality in which we are totally victims.
However, a very sweet girl, S., decided to take her to take her to a vet. So Barry (my better half, nda) and I have accompanied by a veterinarian. Unfortunately there was no one there was available to treat a bird, and the only doctor able to help was not on duty, and of course did not meet the phone. We had to go to LIPU but Sunday night we would not have found any more now.
The real problem is that the world gives a fuck if the swallows.
As if there were a scale of importance between animals.
this thing I've never understood the mica.
You will say there is not even among humans, are among the animals. But it's not that I very much agree on the human superiority over the rest of the world.
Anyways'.
S. so decided to take her home, intending to go to the next LIPU and promising to send us your news soon.
Yesterday I was officially informed that Barry Lucia (our swallow), he's fine. LIPU to have said that will recover soon and that will happen soon, the release.
And in my cosmic pessimism about the future of the world and the depressing state of mind prevailing in most of our population, the fact that there are still people like S. gives me a glimmer of confidence.
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