Ever since wee, Aerial has been a major slaverer. Not all the time and not everywhere, but when it happens, it's happening big time. The root cause of this proclivity is uncertain, but maternal deprivation at a developmentally critical stage cannot be ruled out. But let us leave the etiological speculations aside and proceed straight to the phenomenology of this anomalous condition:
The slavering will usually and unfailingly start as soon as Aerial is seated securely on your lap and when receiving strokes to his head and back. Within seconds you'll discern pellucid drops of dew adorning his frontal coat almost like a necklace. If only they'd stayed there. Before long, however, you'll find your T-shirt has become transparent and cold is emanating from it. You get used to it after a while, I guess, or else you wouldn't really dare any intimacy with Aerial. I sometimes use paper wipers (usually sheets of kitchen roll) when available, and they really suck up some of the drool. The rest of the wetness is taken in stride, what else is there to do. But don't get me wrong, Aerial remains a most adorable pet side by side with being a great slobber. And he's not alone - today, something strange happened: while stroking Wimbelina a drop of slaver left my mouth and fell on her coat. It was a big embarrassment to me (and to me alone, it seems) and a moment of acute self discovery: I've come to realize that I too am a slaverer. And it's only gonna get worse with time, I've been told.
