Beside the fire truck on Chico street is a small cage where stray dogs are kept. The baranggay is kind enough to give them bones and water for every night a dog stays there. Most of the time, these are untagged, smelly, blotchy-skinned dogs: Dogs whose owners forget about them ( Read more... )

Part of Christmas Dinner was spent crying over the fact that we are not spending Christmas with Mama this year, or for all our remaining years for that matter. Still, we know that we must accept things and be glad that she will not feel suffering anymore.

In cuter news:


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I found out about the coup d'etat long after everyone did ( Read more... )