butter
butter
this morning we rushed back to the cage with permits and the officials to help release the orang utan from her cage.
i threw the owner a dirty stare as we run to the back of the mansion. and he laughed at us. argh!!
the cage didn't had any windows. the only opening was the one u saw in my picture yesterday.
all food and liquid was passed through those bars. butter was a pet for almost 5 years now.
and she cried for the first time when we opened the rusted down doors. the light must have hurt her eyes.
she really really looked pathetic and the smell was unbearable.
we couldn't bath her because she was a running a fever and she had boils on her body.
the vet shook his head.
this wasn't the first time we'v tried so hard to free animals only to put them dead.
the owner got a fine and told us to get lost and remove butter.
we brought her outside. koon played with her and she held koon's hand for a whole hour.
koon's really cool about all this, he seldom get carried away about the whole animals being put to sleep business.
but i just couldn't handle it this time and started tearing once again.
i could still remember last evening when we crept into the mansion as we got a tip off. and there she was, her 2 hands out of the cage.
the maids shouted at us and we had to run.
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the vet got back soon with the syringe. i gave butter a long hug but she didn't want to let our hands go.
the vet gave the injection and slowly she lost her grip on us.
i'm sorry for what i did, i did what they told me was the best.
be strong angelique!