Really hating the forced goodbyes...

This is when I miss civilization and justice. This is when I miss home. Yesterday I was at the hospital the entire day doing my first rotation in 4th semester. And I had an exhausting but great day, until I arrived home. As I was walking back from campus I saw a huge crowd outside of my house. And I thought something happened to my landlord Sera. Then I stopped... when I finally saw what had everyone's attention - our dog was lying in a ditch right outside the front gate, twitching as he saw me coming. He started blinking rapid and twitching some more. I wanted to go pet him but I could not - all these huge long gashing wounds all over his body stared at me like monsters in a horror movie. His skull was cracked open. You could see his pink flesh all over bleeding away. I bit hard on my lip and turned away to walk back into the house. On the balcony I saw Sera broken into pieces. Every drop of her tears hit hard on my heart and it was painful. This dog was her baby. As she lived alone by herself in this house at the age of 80, the dog was her only company. Us students who stay every semester - we are usually studying, barely home. Her and the dog are the only permanent residents here, and he kept her company.

From the bystanders and Sera herself I had the story of what happened - a local man walked by our house earlier in the afternoon and claimed that our dog bit him. He then left for a while and came back with a machete with the intention of killing the dog. And he did, using the machete and a big rock, right in front of Sera's eyes. Poor Sera. I wish there was more I could do. I wish I could turn back time and change this. Unfortunately that's impossible. Brutality like this makes me lose faith in this world and its people.

Anyhow, I am going to update everyone on the simulation session and the hospital visit I had this week, but maybe tomorrow - when my mind is less messy. Take care everyone.