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12 PHOTOS: ARALIA STREET: LIVING AMONGST THE BOXES, WITH BANJO, PUSHKIN & PRINCESS
Living between the boxes at Aralia Street in Nightcliff, while the units went up for sale. During the day I listened to Christian radio station, on an old ghetto blaster.
Once Pam Ahern and her friends, knew that I was ready to take the cows and Cody out of their hands, as they had wanted, then they simply did the opposite thing and were now refusing to give them back to me. On top of everything else, I was now going to have to take them to court, in order to have them return the animals.
Makeshift office with Department of Agriculture pamphlet, where I had to get a veterinary report/ ID tags, to have the cows and Cody, transported to the NT.
Banjo was a sad puppy, having that worried look, that seemed to be a permanent part of his general facial expression. I oohhhed and aahhhed him into feeling more comfortable. The Dragon noticed this and so referred to Banjo as "Mr. Pogi". He accused me of being "warped", in regards to my attitude/ behaviour towards him.
Pushkin, back with me, after being retrieved from Edgar's Mission, with Princess and Banjo, the new additions from the RSPCA, looking on, in amongst the boxes.
Banjo in playful mood. Animals were not permitted inside the Aralia Street units.
I spent my days looking after the animals, reading through The New Testament and organising the sale of the company units and the completion of purchase on the Batchelor property, that The Faith Centre, had now given back, to the company.
Princess was a long term resident at the RSPCA in Darwin. I chose to give her a new home, after I saw her being relentlessly bullied, by the other cats, in residence.
One day, Banjo suddenly began to bare his teeth at me. I found out, that it was called 'smiling' and was done in order to say, "... look at what I got", as in "big feroscious teeth', when a dog was feeling insecure, or threatened by a situation.
Banjo was a funny little fellow. I was thrilled when he finally approached, placing his paws on me. I wanted him to feel okay and to know who his new "mum" was.
I read The Bible, while living with Pushkin, Banjo and Princess, in between the boxes and was threatened by demons, who said, "This retreat will be your last." |
