It’s a Small Cage After All

I wasn’t sure how much time I’d be free during our vacation week vs. how much time I’d be locked up, but that question was settled pretty quickly today. After scoping out the security at the park (no metal detectors), My Lady had me put my cage on in the nearest restroom. She has also determined that the cage will stay on for most of the rest of the vaca. This will include any trips to the (very public) hotel pool or other amenities. I really hope my bathing suit does a good job of keeping the Jailbird discreet.

Although there were a few interesting moments today – feeling the cage rattle back and forth while riding a roller coaster was HIGHLY unexpected – there hasn’t been all that much time that I’ve been pushing up against my cage. There is so much going on, so many people around, and my kids to keep track of that there’s almost no time for anything else. On top of that, ML and I are usually both exhausted by the end of the day.

Actually, I feel like I miss her a little bit, even though she is right here with me – literally, she is laying on my shoulder right now as I write this post, sound asleep. We’ve spent so much time together, but almost no time together. I might just wake her up, though, and ask if she wants to share a shower with me. 🙂


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