Aren’t I Nice?

Lion wasn’t up for anything again last night. He changed a drug recently and that can always mess with your guts. He also found out that loss of libido is a possible side effect to the drug. Sometimes you just can’t win. I said I wished there was something I could do for him and he said, “Just be nice to me.” When am I not?

He clarified that I am and “you know what I mean.” I do. He needs time and space and snuggles. He needs me to take care of him. Yes, I always do. But this is along the lines of extra care like if he had the flu. Extra care. I can certainly do that.

We were watching reruns last night and one of the characters had to go in for surgery that would have a long recovery. He didn’t want to drag his on-again-off-again girlfriend through that so he left her. She was mad. I would have been too. On one hand, I get it. He didn’t want her to feel sorry for him or feel obligated to take care of him. On the other hand, you take care of people you love. Yes, I guess you’re obligated, but not in a negative way.

I won’t say it was a walk in the park when I helped Lion after his shoulder and neck surgeries. However, I never felt forced to do it. It’s just what you do. Or rather, what I was taught to do. Some people wouldn’t think twice about abandoning someone in need. I think that’s selfish.

Anyway, the point is that I’ll take care of Lion no matter what he needs as long as it’s something I’m able to do. I can’t pick him up and carry him anywhere, for instance, but I can snuggle with him and try to make him happy. [Lion — She succeeds every time!]