Our dog is back with us. She had a compact mass in her intestine that she finally got out. The vet couldn’t tell what it was, but at least it’s gone. Mrs. Lion and I talked last night. Well, I talked and she listened. One of the issues we have is that she doesn’t say much when I try to discuss how I’m feeling. She did find a new recipe for dinner and that was nice. She also wanted to sit on the bed and jerk me off. I told her that I didn’t want that. I hope I didn’t hurt her feelings. It wasn’t my intention. I just don’t like that particular activity.

She’s under a lot of pressure to learn her new job. It’s unfair of me to add my feelings to her burden. She isn’t very demonstrative when it comes to affection and sexual activities. She doesn’t let herself get creative with ideas for things she can do with me. There’s nothing new about that. It’s unfair for me to imagine she’s going to change. The problem I have is that I need some of that creative energy.

I suggested the punishment day spankings. Mrs. Lion is doing them. I suggested the massage table. Well, it’s been used only three times in that many months. I bought better restraints after asking if she would use them. They came out just once. We’ve read about racing stripes on my balls. I’m sure I’ll get that soon enough. All that stuff came from me. Maybe that’s why they don’t get used much or at all.

Mrs. Lion is excellent at adapting and creating. I think she needs motivation. Once she actually does something new and gets a good reaction, she is more energetic. Her challenge is actually doing the research, preparing the scene, and doing it. That takes time and energy. We have the time. She may not have the energy. I don’t want to be unfair. I don’t know what I can do.

Perhaps, I’m learning what to do at work. I’ve learned three tasks so far. Two of them are very involved and, even with all my notes, I know I’m forgetting things. Luckily, the company realizes there’s a lot to keep track of and allows a long grace period.

The dog is back home. She had what the vet described as a hair ball. It might have been grass but there was a fairly large matted ball of stuff. She seems happy to be home and we’re definitely glad to have her home. It was weird peeing all by myself for the past few days. Usually, she doesn’t let me out of her sight for long.

Lion has been having some issues lately. He’s not getting the attention he needs. Even though I’ve agreed to spank him on punishment days or give him attention on sex days, it may not be exactly the kind of attention he’s looking for. I do tie his balls sometimes, but he would love to be tied to the bed. Both are bondage, but they are significantly different. As stupid as it sounds, I’m not very good at coming up with ideas for playing with him. That’s where the box o’fun came into play. He picked a card and that’s what we did.

I think he feels neglected right now. I have a lot going on at the moment. Now that the dog is taken care of, that’s one thing off my plate. Work will be less stressful as I go along. I do a lot around here and sometimes that feels overwhelming. I need to figure out how to deal with that. I need to deal with a lot of things better. We both do.

Okay. This may be hollow, but I’m committing to using the box o’fun and to working on communicating with Lion better. I know it doesn’t mean much unless I follow through. I have to make Lion the priority.

It is noon on Tuesday, and our poor dog is still in the hospital. The vet called to report that she is doing well and not in pain. They are waiting for the ultrasound team to arrive and look at the pup’s intestines. She may have a blockage that needs surgical removal. I sure hope she doesn’t. The bill for her care keeps rising. The ultrasound alone is $300. Surgery, if she needs it, will be over $4,000. Fortunately, we have Trupanion insurance for her. It pays ninety percent of all this with no limit. Still, our ten percent will be very hard for us. I just want my happy puppy back. We haven’t done any spanking or sex because we are both very worried. We are lucky that we found such a good vet.

I keep hoping for more variety in all areas of our lives. Our restraints were only used once. Mrs. Lion writes about them but doesn’t use the. Sex is very limited. I suppose it has to be since Mrs. Lion doesn’t want any. I crave something new. We eat pretty much the same food every day. I’m not really able to cook since my limited vision makes it very hard to find things in the kitchen. We used to get a few dinners a week from Hello Fresh, but they became monotonous and expensive. There are no new rules for me. I don’t know what I can do.

I think Mrs. Lion is bored too. Her new job keeps her busy and frustrated as she learns it. My role is more of a chore for her than anything else. I’m very tempted to withdraw and work to minimize the things she needs to do for me. That might make her life better. Yes, that seems like a good plan. I hope the dog gets home soon. I love her company.

I do not like it when I don’t know what I’m doing. It’s okay if I’m just a little confused and can figure things out, but when I’ve just been shown how to do something and then that something isn’t working, I get frustrated. I guess that’s to be expected when you start a new job.

Our poor puppy is still under the weather. The vet took new x-rays yesterday and then decided to keep her overnight to give her fluids. She’ll get an ultrasound today to determine if she needs surgery. It’s too quiet around here without her. I don’t know how we manage to do anything without her help.

I didn’t spank Lion for punishment day. I was worried about the dog. I did, however, play with my weenie a little bit. Since I was playing with him under the blankets, I didn’t expect him to get hard and he didn’t. I just let my hand wander.

Once we know if the dog needs surgery or not, I’m sure we’ll be back to normal. We’re just really worried. I’m also feeling very off balance as far as work is concerned. Why does everything happen at once? I also have a trip to my son’s graduation next week.

Today is sex day. Depending on the dog, I’d like to let my hands do more than wander tonight.