4.35 And if the jail guards of the prisons of saṃsāra, The butchers and tormentors of infernal realms, All lurk within me in the web of craving, What joy can ever be my destiny?
Well first i have to close all the barn doors and block all the air holes in the walls, then i had to chase her round until she went to ground in the kayak which i then covered w a blanket tied in place to prevent escape. Bro then has to help me carry the kayak to the outbuilding.
I had to tame a 6 month old wild barn cat to be spayed. Initially she bit me through motorcycle gauntlets and sprayed me with diarrhoea but eventually got used to coming in the house from the attached outbuilding. After she recovered she bolted through an open door and disappeared for 2 weeks 🧵
