Rest in Peace
It's been almost a month since Solomon passed away. He was only 3 months old. He was naed after Djimon Honsou's character in Blood Diamond because he was given to me the night Gils and I watched the movie. He died of Hatchling Failure Syndrome, a common cause of death for sulcatas like mine which is severe dehydration. Although the bought of dehydration could have occured even before I took him home, I did everything I could to save him.
I took him to the vet when I felt his shell soften and he was given a shot of vitamins. I was advised to force feed with watermelon or cucumber juice using a syringe. Two days later, I noticed he was a little more active, but 2 hours later I found him dead with a malunggay leaf in his mouth.
I still miss him and he'll always be my favorite tortoise.
A Dirty Finger
On Monday I exercised my right to vote once again and listed only 4 senatorial candidates on my ballot. I don't believe in filling up the ballot for that sake. I've always looked forward to election day. I do believe that it's a right, and I am making a change in the smallest way.
When I got home that night and checked the news, I was saddened to hear of "anomalies" happening around the country while ballots were being counted. In only two minutes of tuning in, 2 blackouts in 2 different schools were reported in Caloocan and Manila, later on reports of missing ballot boxes filled the airwaves, among other things.
While all these were being reported, I looked at my right hand with indelible ink on my index finger and wonder, Is voting worth wasting my P120 manicure? It seems shallow, but I guess that's what elections mean to most people.