on my lap so I can see their back. pants down. they count. and NO wonderful nice petting in between. NO “you are doing so well for me”… okay fine, maybe pats every 10th time. but no praise. not until its done.

… one has to have some control over those evil brats I believe. I wouldn’t be happy with one, I think. I don’t like doing this. wheres the fun in that for anyone?