i took bjork for company early this morning to water the plants and do a little gardening at the edge of the city. though i was warned of his phobia of running motors, that did not deter me from bringing him along. he once peed over nanay, i was told.
looking back now, the fear must have started the first time i took him. the destination was the city pound where he first experienced pain of unknown magnitude. that was the day i have him neutered with a noble purpose of saving him from himself (as the tomcat that he was, he upheld his dad's legacy of siring several dams after nights of pursuit and coming home bruised and all). time must have helped him forget the bitter experience. except for purring incessantly and digging his face into my behind, he did fairly well during the short ride.
(my kennel is growing. it's three dogs and a cat no more so blog name is back to original)
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