And They Called It...

I never wanted to be one of those people who just talked about their cat all the time. Luckily there are two things which stop this happening.

1. You may have noticed that over the last 12 months my posting has become haphazard at best, so it's unlikely that I'd talk about anything a lot, no matter how "exciting".

2. Most helpfully I don't actually have a cat.

These two have combined to mean that I never have to be one of those cat posters.

Recently I've been trying to steer The Boyf towards us becoming a thruple. When I say "steer" I mean I've been saying things like "Can we keep him? We have the room and he's quite small" or "Don't you think a third person would be useful when we need to carry something with three sides?". I think The Boyf thinks I'm just joking, but in actual fact I'm being semi-serious. I just like the idea of there being more of us. I can see a time when there will be a large group of us, but perhaps that's just me being greedy.

The main reason I know this doesn't have any legs though is because The Boyf has previous form. He had a long-term relationship before ours in which a third person joined for a couple of years in the middle (quite literally most of the time, apparently). We've chatted about it a lot - I bring it up randomly over cocktails or in polite society, so he can see the idea interests me - and although nothing particularly went wrong with his last experience, The Boyf just doesn't want to re-visit.

To be truthful we don't really have the room for a third person to be knocking about. I need a reasonable amount of my own space as it is without someone else getting in the way. But at some point, when we've moved into something larger, if the right person comes along I think I'm going to be promoting this whole idea.

Where's this going, you may well be asking, rather pertinently?

The Boyf and I have just bought a dog. Rather obviously in my case it's a surrogate 'cause I can't have what I really want. I'm not sure of The Boyf's reasons. Perhaps he just wanted a dog. Hmmm.

Obviously, the temptation now is for me to tell you how utterly adorable it is, and then post random photos of it doing mundane things. Here's the puppy sitting down staring at the carpet. And here's the puppy sitting down and staring at the wall. You get the idea.

In actual fact we don't have him yet cause he's too young, so you have another month of me occasionally blogging about sex with strangers (chance would be a fine thing!) before the puppy photos kick in.

If I were you I'd make the most of the next month. I'm certainly going to.