took a walk at the beach at dawn. found a dolphin in low waters. i was shocked. i couldn't believe my eyes. took of my shoes. went to him and touched him. he/she was very nervous. breathing hard and talking to me with high frequent sounds like a hihat. i didn't know what's going on. i checked for wounds but found nothing. thought she was stranded. softly i took the dolphin back to deeper waters. when i let him go he swam back to shallow water. we did this 4 times. then i gave up for the moment. i thought maybe he needs to be in a situation where she can breathe without having to swim. next morning the dolphin was still there. i was hoping he would be gone out swimming with his friends. i saw the old world war I bunker and painted the tip of it black. i want this to be a monument of human stupidity. how can we trash the place we live so damn hard and still think of ourselves as intelligent beings. i realized the dolphin put himself in the most polluted area of the bay. full of plastic trash. plastic bags that are a hideout for parasites that life there and in the of red alga that shouldn't be there either. i mobilized half the town. previous day i met a nice couple who rescued two ducks from the market. so i went to their house. we went to the dolphin. a lot of people came, a fisherman took the dolphin out really far. still he would swim back to the shore. 3 vets came driven in a car. All helpless. i had to find out that its likely the dolphin wants to kill himself. nobody can cure a dolphins heart. he doens't want to live anymore. i lot of poeple petted him. i petted him for a while. said goodbye. i thought he looked a bit less sad. maybe he'll change his mind i thought. but i heard dolphins stick to their decision once they made it. unlike the 1st day the 2nd day he didn't talk at all. she must have realized its no use.