My therapist often seems bored in our sessions....although I've found a way to get a rise out of him.....I told him about my friend's chickens, and how the neighbour's dog broke into the yard and mangled them, but didn't kill them.
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He was cringing in his chair, until I mentioned the part where my friends didn't know what to do with the rooster with the broken wing and were going to leave him along until he healed......not going to happen, rot will set it.
So I told him I was offering to knock off the rooster for them, as the husband and wife (my friends) were too squeamish to do it.
And he looked at me rather interested, and asked me why I was being a martyr and hero and offering to do it.
That kind of shat me off, so I told him it had nothing to do with that, I just didn't like the idea of the animal suffering until it finally expired.
So he asked how I would knock it off, so I told him I would snap it's neck. He kind of winced, and asked me how I would feel afterwards, and if there wasn't another way.
I mentioned that you could use an axe, but it's kind of messy and they do run around afterwards, you get a little shudder once you feel the bones and neck give under your hand, but you get over it.
He looked positively green by the end of it.
Interestingly enough, we moved onto another topic, and the mongrel went back to chewing his fingernails and checking his watch.
I should just turn around and say to him (after talking about boundaries), "You know, when you keep looking like I'm boring you to the point of self cannibalisation (missing last digit on little finger), it's very hard to figure out when to tell you to f*ck up and act decent, or if I'm really boring you and should take my self pity elsewhere!"