I sit in the lounge desperate to get up and continue cleaning, but Manuel has told me to relax. The house isn’t that bad, but if I am sat around doing nothing, then it looks like I am not doing my job as a good mate, taking care of our home. Especially when our home is one as nice as this. Manuel has built a beautiful home in preparation for when he found his mate.
Ready for his mate and himself to build a family. It is only right, like I have been taught that I should do the right thing and clean it, take care of it. He is the man in the house. I have to take care of him. He provided me with the house. I have to look after him, make sure he has all that he needs at home. That is what I was taught. I keep reminding myself.
Though when I follow the things we were told, he seems to get
