I dropped Lion off at the airport and ran some errands. When I got home I did a few things, then sat down for some “me time”. An hour later I was bored. Either what I was doing was boring or “me time” has lost its appeal. Or, and I think this is probably it, without the prospect of Lion coming home (or already being home) I was lonely. What the heck am I going to do when he’s gone a week? I did discover that I can catch up on all the television shows I like that he doesn’t. I had my own Grey’s Anatomy marathon last night. I’m still not caught up, but I can watch the rest and Criminal Minds when he’s gone for the week.
We had a brief conversation yesterday about the prospects of Lion being caged while he’s travelling. Lion doesn’t think it’s necessary. It would have taken a lot of convincing to make me want to have him take his cage along just so he could put it on. It seems a bit much. If I didn’t trust him enough to leave him wild, why would I trust that he would actually put the cage on when he got to his destination? Even if I’m with him I don’t think it’s necessary that he be caged. At this point we really don’t know how much traveling he’ll be doing. It may just be these two trips for a while. He doubts it will be a regular thing.
So how will Lion feel my control when he’s on his week-long adventure? I haven’t decided for sure, but I’m considering assigning him tasks. Maybe one day he’ll have to take a picture of a certain thing and send it to me. Maybe he’ll have to collect a certain item and bring it home. Sort of a scavenger hunt. Maybe he’ll have to write me an email telling me why he likes my (specific body part). I’m sure I can think of other things too. Maybe it’s a stupid idea, but we’ll figure something out.
Tonight I’ll collect Lion from the airport and all will be right with the world. The dog will stop looking for him and I’ll have my sweetie home where he belongs.