so i am now dragged to recall some of past figures i came through, a little bit stacked timeline i remembered. i used to play on mini sand hill which was temporarily bulked in my home yard for later to be used up for house renovation: 20 x 14 ft veranda. i have been always enjoying the day with scores of activities which now i don't even care to remember while at some point of that time, say i was 7 i remembered sinking my little kitty to death into the tunnel i dag that noon. yea the sand was partially wet due to rain season in that time, or i might simply just say it is just a monsoon. tunneling sand seems to be my routine at that particular time due to excitement of doing it without collapsing the bore structure. i have been always put things into the bore even my adorable kitty!
i couldn't get of it off hands how that poor kitty was dying, but from my memory regression with some arithmetics say i am a quite thin eared, hot tempered living vibe that everything that crossed over my willings wouldn't be able stay comfort. surprisingly in my case, even pet does count!..kah kah kah..that poor little kitty! i used to called him Ireng, derived from Javanese language means pure black. yes that kitty was all black without any distinguishable color spot. well that is including his nose if i might add. this time around i really hope Ireng would forgive me. look, i was just 7, i fell short of rational much less capable of maturely brain stuff out that time, how could i anyway?
here is a shift made illustration for better comprehension..click to enbiggen kah kah kah
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