Hey Lovelies!

It’s just another day in the Hayse household surrounded by the dogs and birds. Lots and lots of birds. What started out as a hobby has now turned into a full-blown aviary. Am I surprised? No. After all- this is Bree.

All of you know her story and the reason we brought Bananas into her life. Well, our little feathered sweetie gave her so much joy that she wanted to share it with her fellow vets. With five eggs in the nest, two brand new chicks we’re hand raising, and the little ‘bald eagle’ about to be weaned- we can officially announce that the Cockatiel Companion Program for Home-Bound Veterans has begun.


I am SO proud of my wife. After everything she’s gone through, she continues to rise to the top. Thanks to you- her readers and her friends- she’s been able to retire early from hospice nursing and devote her time to the program and that novel a month that she promised for you.

That being said, I feel the need to point out something. The tours/authors she hosts on this blog are all voluntary AKA there is no pay. Consistent with who she is, Bree wants to help as many people as she can. Unfortunately, there are those out there who believe themselves to be entitled and, recently, accusatory and demanding.

Yesterday, a NEW author of a self-published book emailed her with some rather ugly accusations and assumptions as to WHY she didn’t promo him. The answer was simple- she didn’t get the media kit and promised she’d put up the post if she could get it. No biggie, right? Not for this jerk (who didn’t even bother to introduce himself). I mean, who does that?

Is there a term for a male Diva? 

The worse thing for a man to do, in my eyes, is to disrespect a woman. Even more, disrespect MY woman. I am so proud of Bree for standing up to him and not allowing yet another person try to steal her voice or manipulate her. It was also so embarrassing to the male population  (and the US Army) that he whined like a brand new subbie who needed a serious spanking. Seriously- every alleged ‘apology’ he made was laced with more insults and excuses, and deepened the hole he had dig for himself. If you mess up- own it, apologize for it, and let it go AKA Grow Up.

Who has time for such drama and theatrics?

You guys know me and my disposition about how to treat my ladies. Don’t ever come after what’s mine and not expect me to get involved. I won’t stand for anyone- especially a man (who shifted to the pity party and victim mentality when he was called out) dissing any of my girls. That includes you, my darlings.

Bree told him to approach her professionally and she’d help- but I put a stop to it. I blocked this individual from her email and he won’t be posted on this blog. Many of you have enjoyed the opportunity to meet all these new authors through Silver Daggers Tours and Saturday Spanks- but this person, and any like him, won’t be one of them. No more abusers- no more bullies- just no more.

Be Good or Else!

Sir John


Hello lovelies,

Bree says you all like to read about our crazy life and trust me, it’s really crazy. So, here we go.

We all have erogenous zones, but Bree has a very special one. No, not that one, let’s keep it clean shall we?

As you know, we have a new member of our crazy family named Bananas…a cockatiel (AKA Cocky-raptor). Now, you may ask yourself what in the heck does this have to do with erogenous zones? You see Bree’s big, and I mean BIG, button in this area is on her neck, kind of around the Dracula area. I know exactly where it is and, when I bite down, she melts- I mean seriously turns into a puddle and she’s down for the count.

Bananas is a very curious bird, exploring everything and into anything he can either walk on, nibble, or both. He sits on our shoulders, our heads, and often walks across the … drum roll…..backs of our necks. So, I saw Bananas land on Bree’s neck and she giggled because his little feet tickled her, but then she started shaking, her eyes rolled back and ….BAM! A neckgasm! I thought it was hilarious, Bree not so much.

The funniest thing is that Bananas, being a parrot, repeats things that get a reaction. Needless to say…

I told you….crazy life.

Be good or else,


Let Them Eat Cake

Hello Lovelies,

As you probably know, Bree had a birthday. Unfortunately, I was out of town on a gig, so I missed it. I’m sure you also know how I feel about birthday traditions….at least Dom traditions, lol.

Bree wanted to celebrate her birthday with some cake, simple enough right? Oh no my little subbies, not in the Hayse house. Everything has its price and Bree had to pay hers.

I won’t tell you how old she is but her bb was about to be very red indeed, lol. Bree loves cake and hates spanks. Well that’s not quite true, she hates hard spanks which is where my spankings start, lol. She whined of course so I told her, “No spanks, no cake.”

So, she’s upstairs pouting now and said forget the cake.

Now, tell me, why would she take a hard spanking to get cake, then say she doesn’t want it? Subbies truly be crazy.

Be good or else,


Raptor Raptor Rap

Hello Lovelies,

Bree is back to building up her tolerance and whining about it daily, lol. We also have some new citizens at Jurassic Hayse….cockatiels. We are hand-feeding/weening them and keeping one for Bree. The little baby looks just like baby blue from Jurassic Park! Last night Princess went up to the cage and the baby did the raptor hiss. She figured it was hungry (or something) and went straight into Border therapy/Nanny mode. It totally freaked her out and she needs to make all better, lol. Anyway, things are crazy as usual but wouldn’t it be boring to be normal?

Be good or else,


Oh, Yeah! Did you guys see that my beautiful wife started an art therapy blog?  She’s already sold most of her paintings AND is under commission to make more!!! She’s blowing me away (as always)!

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