First outside of my parent's house anyways.

He was a rescue at the humane society. Came from one of those homes with a zillion neglected animals. When he came in half his teeth were rotting out, had a broken tail, big wound on his leg, and an upper respiratory infection, but they fixed him all up and besides missing half his teeth and having a crooked tail is in good health. We checked him out cause of that big dumb face. We were a little worried he wasn't going to be friendly, but he quickly put those worries to rest. His name is Basil.



I'm so happy!
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and those troll sounds... too horrible.
I love pet-talk chit-chat. "You would eat me?" I think I've asked the same of my kito when she shows me her wildness...
The innocence of animals amazes me every day. Whatever it is we think of as "pure of heart," that's what they are; most of them, anyway. Cats and dogs go through so much hell at our hands, yet they will take a chance on us over and over again.
It reminds me of the Catholic concept of capital-G Grace. Grace is supposed to address the fact that while the church teaches original sin, it also teaches that God made a way for us to be saved. I don't have any God-related attitudes about Grace but I definitely feel animals love us despite the fact that we don't deserve it.
Congrats to all!
He has really gotten aggressive about our facial and head hygiene lately. It is real fucking cute and also real annoying, so in a way he is getting his revenge.