This year surely was plagued of deceases, fatal casualties and worse. The newest victim was one of my poor little zebra finches. I don’t know what happened to him, it appears that a spider bit him a couple of times and he couldn’t resist it. Finches are damn fragile… I’ll skip the details of watching the poor bird looking awful for two days and such.
So, yes, Trumpet, rest in peace in the heaven for little birds. Where Ayayayayaya, Mystia and other bird youkai will hold you and let you fly forever.
Maybe I should try to get a dog or a big parrot. Parrots are supposed to live almost as long as humans.
In other news, still translating, getting ready for Comiket. Fingers crossed and hope it all goes well for Masashirow & Co.