This morning I was making pancakes and cleaning up some dishes, and I got distracted with my cleaning for just a minute too long.
I remembered the pancakes and zipped over to the stove, saying,
"I hope these aren't burned."
Master was sitting at the kitchen table.
He commented, "They better not be or someone is going to get her ass smacked."
I gave him bit of a cheeky smile as I flipped the pancakes.
He said rhetorically "I need to change my incentives, don't I?"
They weren't burned, but could I still get those smacks?
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LOL...Love a man with a sense of humor...and yes...a better incentive might be a good idea.
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