Towards the end of the film, it was getting dark and we sat on the floor. Birds chirping outside the window. Before I knew it, tears were already streaming down my face.
I can't help but think of the big thing that got lost at the end of March last year. In a blink of an eye, it was more than enough. Last spring, we traveled to and from the various sighting areas, and it was also in such a cool, endless night, either anxious or disappointed, or hopeful.
In mid-September, after she was sent to the veterinarian by a kind person and failed to rescue her, we were also sitting side by side in the dark night of birdsong. Her soft and warm body lay on our lap. not moving at all. Never been cute. It was like the last time an octopus lay on top of a diver.
The connection between people and animals is sometimes really hard to put into words. The diver may have changed direction in an instant and met "her". We too, inexplicably took in large items. Had a happy three and a half years.
Divers who are well versed in the life cycle of octopuses may be more or less preparing for that farewell. The three of us were happy. One night, she was clamoring to go out, but she couldn't find her home. After searching for her for half a year, she was waiting for the news that she was being rescued. We used to think that maybe some kind-hearted person took her in, or she just ran away without a conscience, but as long as she lives in this world with good food and drink, it can comfort my heart. However, she just couldn't find her way home, got lost, wandered for half a year, couldn't stand it anymore, got sick, went to...
Life is impermanent, and it is more worth paying attention to. Thanks for this long-lasting documentary that made us cry.
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