Giorgio throws his tantrums at me by chewing up my hidden heels or sandals, which are far from reach. We even placed obstacles in front of the shoe rack just to keep him away from my favorite shoes.
And the funny thing is, my mum always leaves her green aunty sandal lying in the OPEN. And Giorgio always end up having that dear sandal near him whenever we're out for long hours. Totally untouched, no saliva no tear.
With my mum's scent, this is something that reminds him of her presence. Like his security blanket. Like a companion sandal. Like The special sandal.
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