Last weekend, I did, perhaps, the lez-iest thing ever.
I went to the vet with my lesbian wife and two of our cats. Bodhi and Sammy. We are a walking, talking stereotype.
We had brought them in for their annual exam. They passed with flying colors.
However, we had to bring one of the cats back today. He had a cut on his paw that had gotten infected. I didn’t feel like a giant lesbian today. It was just me, my lesbian wife and ONE cat. Totally different.

They wrapped his paw in a pink leopard print bandage. He doesn’t seem to mind. He is not a very butch cat.
All this got me thinking. What about you? What have you done recently that left you feeling like the world’s biggest lesbian? Organized a potluck after your softball game? Went on a shopping spree and only purchased cargo shorts?
I’ll pick the best answer and send out a copy of my book as a prize. Or if you already have the book, I’ll send you out some other butch swag. A bow tie or beer opener or something butch.
So, what are you waiting for? Leave a comment now!