God I hate when my feeder has to go to work. I get so used t..
Added 2020-12-27 18:35:34 +0000 UTCGod I hate when my feeder has to go to work. I get so used to being spoiled and not having to move a muscle... he keeps my desk full of snacks, my glass full of sugary boozy mixed drinks, and makes sure I keep my belly hanging out. He hates when I wear a shirt in the house. Multiple times, he's come over to me while I'm mindlessly stuffing my face and yanked my shirt up and the waistband of my sweatpants down, making my belly plop into my lap. He usually gives a few firm smacks and kisses me on my messy lips, then walks away like nothing happened!
