sometimes atlas is such a show-off. when we went out from the staircase a large crane fly flew right into my face so i dropped atlas’ leash when he hurried outside. two women stood just in front of the door and he said hello to them and then took the leash in his mouth and gave it back to me. they laughed at him and said ‘such a good boyyyyy!’
atlas has decided that he should NOT be massaged under any circumstances, making it pretty difficult for me as i need to massage him about 15 minutes a day for his strength/rehabilitation/movability. he knows exactly what to do and unless i force him i can’t manage anything. he rolls around, kicking his legs all over and bites my clothes, growls or simply runs away. i know that the massage is not hurting him when i do everything right and he really needs this to retain his strength before he can be operated on. i’ve tried to trick him while he’s just being cuddly or something but as soon as i reach his back/hips he’ll jump away. he’s probably in some pain and that might be why but the massage definitely relieves the pain, and i notice a difference in how he moves after i’ve done it. ahhhh, i just wish i could somehow explain to/reason with him.
why not chocolate and milk?:D
i don’t drink milk! wouldn’t say no to chocolate though.
it’s cold. atlas got all wet when we were outside. i have cappuccino.
my head hurts soooooo much i just want ice-cream and darkness and someone to eliminate all smells from my immediate surroundings.
through the darkness of futures past,
the magician longs to see.
one chants out between two worlds -
fire walk with me.
i miss those lazy/have sex all day days.