Tag: urban decay

That’s a bit of a promising title. I was busy with some srs bsns that day, so I only snapped a few shots, and the majority of them were blurry. Like these two of Moriarty. He couldn’t be arsed with me that day:

This is the cat that usually poses. Obviously father was more important. Or maybe he was once again offended that I didn’t bring any dry food for him.

The dog, on the other hand, was mad as ever:

Druzhok is chained. The chain is long, so he has a reasonable amount of space, and he doesn’t strain himself or suffocate himself on it. He’s well fed and has shelter from sun/ rain/ snow. PMR’s animal laws are inhumane, so dogs running loose routinely get poisoned/ captured/ shot, even if they are collared and have contact information.

Plus my father’s neighbours are weird. Let’s not comment on that subject any further.

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