training collar
Ben Franklin doesn’t like the training collar either. Lion wore his training collar to the casino last night. He was lucky twice: he won some money and I didn’t zap him

Last night we went out for Chinese food. Before we left, Lion made sure to put on the training collar. He didn’t want to be punished for forgetting it again. He’s been very observant since he wracked up two infractions in one night. When he wears the training collar he seems to be even more observant.

Throughout dinner he kept an eye on my hand that was closest to the phone. I had the “zap” app open and ready to use. Any time I picked up my phone he must have shuddered a little.

“Will this be the time I get zapped? I don’t remember doing anything wrong.”

But I never zapped him.

When we were done with dinner we went to a nearby casino. There was a time that we spent what seemed to me like every waking minute in this casino. In hindsight, I wonder if it was Lion’s substitute for the sex he wasn’t getting. I didn’t think of that till just now. We’ll have to discuss and get back to you. Lion likes to sit next to me when we play the slots, but we rarely win on the same machines. He said he had to stay withing 35 feet of me or the training collar wouldn’t work. I told him he could go off in search of a winning machine. I could always look for him by trying to connect to the collar. Of course, we also had our phones to message each other.

As I played, from time to time I’d try to connect to the collar with no success. No big deal. Lion was off having fun. He messaged me about a big bonus round. When I was done with the luck on the machine I’d been playing, I moved on. And on. And on. And then I went searching for Lion. I walked around and pushed the button to connect to the collar. No luck. Then we almost bumped into each other. Now the collar connected.

We sat next to each other for the rest of the night. I buzzed him a few times (with the vibrate button – he likes that) when he got a big bonus round or if I just wanted him to know I was thinking about him. I know he was right next to me, but the zapper wasn’t getting any use. He always seems to be on his best behavior when he’s wearing the training collar. It’s almost counterproductive. Of course, I want him to behave, but I never get to zap him. Oh well. I’d rather have a well-behaved Lion than have him misbehave and need me to zap him. I guess the threat of punishment, in this case, is good enough.

Lion just doesn’t want to get on Santa’s naughty list.