Where did those MULTITUDE of motorcycles came from?!?
Right out of the gate and two of those whizzes by us by a metre. A METRE!!! I am sure that brought Tristan's blood pressure up at least 10notches!
The straw that broke the camel's (or in this case the black dog's) back was probably when one of those multitude of motorcycles chose to come into our condo. I could see the disbelief in his eyes. "MY CONDO! What's HE doing in MY CONDO?!?"
The rest as they say, is history. Tristan was already aroused beyond the point of sanity by this time. I'm sure the Flowers I gave him 5minutes before we left the condo did absolutely nothing for him at all today. Nothing.
Today I feel like this. :(
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