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Tuesday, January 30, 2007

[ pugo ]

Ang tamad ko talaga. :))

Not in relation to above quote:
We have the Sto. Nino celebrations in school every year, and it is always accompanied by a fair. Last year and this, I bought a quail. The old one was named Coke (in honor of my ex-crush) and this one was appropriately named Panget. Haha joke lang. Panget is the cutest quail I've ever seen. :)

But Panget died today. And it was quite sad, you know, because before I went to school this morning he was still alive. The trouble with him was, he had a broken leg.

Every night I would pray that nothing would happen to him, but the quail was one frisky little thing, kept running around and slipping, chirping loudly as he went. Ayan tuloy, nabalian.

We're having cold weather now since it's January, and I feared he would get cold. Yesterday I bundled him up in an old cloth, and last night when I looked it had sixteen pieces of, er, crap on it. But Panget was still cute. :)

I also noticed that lately he was getting quite fat. No wonder, since I was always putting food in his box. He was a plump little quail who was always eating. And boy was he noisy.

You have to forgive me for the over-adjectivizing (haha) because I'm missing my pugo right now. If a quail has been living with you for the past week and three days, you would surely miss all the things he did. That is how I feel right now. To think that I'd taken him out this morning, and now to find him dead...

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