The Chicken & the Egg

Lion went to the doctor on Friday. Sunday night the dog got sick. Monday, Lion went to a different doctor. Tuesday I set up an appointment to look at a house. And Wednesday Lion needs to go to yet a different doctor. Busy much?

I’m hoping the house we see tonight will be nice enough that we’ll just take it. I know that’s a big ask. I just need something to go our way. I already have plans to pack the truck full of stuff at night to drop off after work the next day. Yes, I know. I’m putting all my eggs in one basket. I’m counting my chickens before they’re hatched. Stupid chickens!

The dog seemed a little better last night. I’m still worried about her. It could have been something as simple as the heat on Sunday. She spent a lot of time on the deck with us. If not, we’ll have a vet visit in our future. Not that we have time for that, but we’ll do what we have to do.

In between laundry, changing the bed, making dinner, and whatever else I had to do, I remembered to spank Lion. He said he was fine if I wanted to take another day off. I didn’t. It’s been a few days already. He still has two more days left to this round of punishments. If we’re not careful, he’ll break more rules and he’ll never be done.

I’ve suspended Saturday punishment days until things calm down a bit. I’ve also told him that I’ll suspend the food-spilling rule if we go back to Applebee’s for their all-you-can-eat rib dinner. I can be nice sometimes. I don’t want him to miss out on ribs because he’s afraid of spilling.

By the time I was done with the laundry and changing the bed, it was late. I didn’t think Lion had much hope of being excited but I gave it a try. Sometimes he surprises me. He agreed it was too late but playing with him felt good. I liked it too. Tonight is another night. We’ll try again.