Willow is ten weeks old today. Lion says he thinks she’s teething. Ya think? I have bruises and tooth holes all over my hands and arms. She has also chomped down on my nipples, to Lion’s delight. Who knew we had a BDSM puppy? I’d put up with all the finger chewing if she would just sleep longer. I’m tired of the middle of the night pee runs and 5 or 5:30 “I’m awake, Mom!” This morning as I was getting ready for work and she was snoozing, I nudged her a few times to interrupt her sleep. Of course, she ignored me.
Lion was still feeling under the weather yesterday. I had my doctor’s appointment, went to Costco, had several months of dirt washed off the car, picked up prescriptions, and headed home with a Costco rotisserie chicken for dinner. He was hungry, so he ate it all. Only afterward did he tell me he hadn’t been feeling well. I figured if he couldn’t handle the chicken, we could always save it for tonight, but he was excited about it. Anyway, as he was dealing with another round of tummy blahs, I started feeling tummy blahs. I have no idea what caused mine. Aside from being tired, I was fine all day. Maybe we both need to go on one of those cleansing regimens. If there’s nothing in there, it can’t cause any problems.
Needless to say, with both of us feeling gross at one point or another, there hasn’t been any thoughts of sex. We’ve been holding hands while we watch TV. We’ve both been snoozing off and on. Aside from being chewed on and chasing the puppy from things she gets into, we’ve been pretty boring lately. Oh well. Things will pick up again soon, I’m sure.
I forgot Monday’s “just because” spanking entirely. I had so many other things to do when I got home, and it didn’t even cross my mind. I may even have had to move the spanking bench during my chores, and it didn’t jog my memory. It’s just as well. We weren’t feeling all that great, and it would make no sense to spank a sick Lion. Talk about kicking a man while he down. At this point, I think I’ll cancel Thursday’s. Even if Lion feels better, will he really be 100%? Will I? It makes more sense to cancel it. Besides, if I don’t cancel it, I’ll likely forget again. Although it’s basically the same thing, I think canceling is better than forgetting. I don’t know. It feels like I’m actively taking charge by canceling. Forgetting just feels like inertia is taking over. Unless we still feel yucky, the beatings will resume on Monday.