Lipstick on a Pig
I’ve been thinking of something for a while. Actually it’s only when I brush my teeth. That’s when I see the collection of nail polish. About a week or so ago I thought maybe it’s time Lion had pretty toes again. And then I finish brushing my teeth and the idea is gone. Until the next time I brush my teeth.
In all fairness, we’ve both been sick and painting his toe nails wouldn’t have been the best idea. It wouldn’t give him the sense that he belonged to me. He probably would have thought, “Great. I’m going to die from this cold and I’ll have pink toes.” Now that our colds are almost gone he won’t be so worried about dying with pink toes. He’ll still hate the pink toes though. But that sounds like a personal problem to me.
A similar personal problem would be if I made him wear panties again. Pink toes and pink panties? Mortifying! He’d put up with it. He has no choice. But he will not be happy. All the more reason I should do it. We need something to snap us out of our sickness. Why not pink toes and pink panties? Perfect for spring.
Yup. That’s my plan. He may not be caged at the moment but he’ll be pretty in pink. I’m sure he’d rather be caged. Too bad. It’s not up to him. When I get home I’ll paint his little piggies and select a nice pink pair of panties for him to wear tomorrow. And if he doesn’t have pink panties I’ll find something to match the nail polish we have. Don’t worry, Lion. I’m sure we can find a nice pairing.