My Master and I drank some ale last night which was a present from friends. It was the first time that I had ever had ale and it was pretty good. It was sort of like beer with a little tad of a sweetness to it, like a background of apple or something. I drank 2 or 3 glasses of ale and felt really really good.
I enjoy doing something productive when I feel like that. I went through my kitchen cupboards to see if there was something that I could get rid of. I’m not talking about food. I am trying to get into the mindset of simplifying my life. It is a very long process and that will be another post.
Then I asked Master if I could have some eggnog. I had 2 glasses of eggnog and I would have to say that I was a little bit past feeling really, really good. Somehow, and I don’t remember how, Master and I got into a little game of tongue twisters. He was trying to get me to say…
Who slit the sheets? The sheets are slit. Whoever slit the sheets is a good sheet slitter.
Master would say a portion and I was trying to copy him and then for some odd reason I was adding “mutherfucker” to the end and I was messing it all up. And Master was spanking the shit out of my ass for those mistakes!!! Damn it hurt! I’ll have to post a pic to my tumblr!