Last night my poor Lion was a little under the weather. Once he was settled in I noticed he hadn’t put on his diaper as required. He went in his home office to check on his websites and after about an hour I took out a paddle and left it on the bed so he’d see it. Eventually I asked him if he forgot something. He looked at me sheepishly and said he’d hoped I would forget about the diaper since he wasn’t feeling well. The truth is, because we have a busy weekend, I was thinking about letting him be diaper free anyway. And had he asked me if he could forego the diaper I would have taken pity on him. But he didn’t ask. He assumed. And to paraphrase the familiar saying, you gave your ass to me, dear Lion. So today my Lion will receive his punishment swats when the mood strikes me.