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On August 19...      When karaoke came out in the 1960s, everyone became a singer. ...of camera-equipped phones even with the smallest pixel, one becomes an instant photographer. And yep, I fell with the selfie lords and ladies in, say, narcissism. But more than being a noted narcissistic, I became a quick clicker of different places I chanced to pass by, walk on and stayed in. Include in the sceneries all creatures that thrive within. That was mostly my veterinary medicine student days. Those curled up cats, eight-legged insects, silent crawlers, croaking frogs, and fanged snakes I failed not to escape my humble digital camera.      It was an obsession looking thru ads hoping for on-sale lenses for a better capture. Until I stopped up to there just looking on those cameras and remained an admirer of beautiful shots.      Today commends all photographers worldwide, you be an amateur or a professional.

     (Real talk...) They are dear to you? Or they are dear?      (From enchantment of meeting for the first time tiger cubs in a small time clinic to excitement of having them as patients...)      (Seriously, as I sworn to be a veterinarian as profession...)      I dunno how to start the story but it all happened when a client decided to have his exotic pets have their onychectomy in the clinic. Yes, a simple procedure one would comment on. A minor surgery for that matter.      I wanted to break down before the first vet where we planned to have a necropsy. A blood profiling was suggested. I felt an invisible tap on my shoulder to keep pushing on what was right. So the cadaver was put on blood extraction but it was too late for the blood to be run because of hemolysis.      T'was so hard one would imagine... The surgery done, one with a licensed vet and the other not. Yes, there was a consent stating we will not be held liable anything beyond control. We du

Sa kanila, … Ako ‘yong batang gusgusin. Nanlilimahid at pinuputakti ng lahat ng klase ng langaw at lamok. ‘Yong amoy ko kasi masahol pa sa – Ano ba ‘yong naamoy mong pinaka sa tanang buhay mo? Kung anuman ‘yon, ‘yon na ‘yon. Gula-gulanit ang kaisa-isa kong dyaket na nakapaimbabaw sa obersays kong dating puting-puting t-shirt e nangingitim na. Bigay lang ‘to ng mamang napadaan dalawang taon na ang nakalipas. At ‘tong pwetan ng bestida kong kaluma-luma’y tagpi-tagpi. Ako’y walang pera ni isang kusing. ‘Alang makain. D’yan lang pagala-gala. Walang tiyak na patutunguhan. A basta, kung anuman ang inabot sa ‘kin ng mga nadadaaanan ko, kinukuha ko. Salamat sa mga panahong nakakatsamba ako sa mga hilera ng basurahan ng pamatid-gutom. Pero para sa kanya, … Prinsesa raw ako. Katunayan e, Prinsesa Juana ang tawag n’ya sa ‘kin. Hihihi… Nakakalanggam naman! Naghihinatay daw sa ‘kin ang napakagarang mansiyon. May malaking kama sa sarili kong kwarto. ‘Tong bestida kong ‘to, sus papalitan Niya