Wednesday, 10 June 2009

The Joy (?) of Sex


Ruby, our chocolate Labrador, is in season at the moment. This has created just a few problems. Not the least of which is that the local “character” – a dog called Jack – has taken to visiting our house with amazing regularity. Yesterday morning, when I drew back the curtains at 7.30 a.m. he was patiently sitting at the end of the drive, looking up it hopefully.
According to a gentleman I spoke to yesterday, Jack is the father of a multitude of local mongrels, and he is obviously intending to increase his brood with the help of Ruby.

We on the other hand are not inclined to help him. Yesterday however, Ruby decided she would make a bolt for it, whilst I was taking her into the adjoining field. She had seen Jack before I had, and the two of them went merrily on their way, with me in hot pursuit. I followed them down the nearby snicket and saw Jack trying to do his stuff to her in an unfenced garden across the road. Fortunately he is quite small, and was not having a great deal of success, and Ruby was not in the least bit interested in what he was attempting to do. At one point he finished up sideways on to her! They galloped off to the local recreation ground (he still trying to recreate) with little success, and eventually Hannah, our youngest daughter rounded Ruby up.

I thought teenage daughters would be a problem, but little realised that a sex mad dog called Jack could cause us such grief!

The electric fence is being fitted to repel all ardent boarders!

1 comment:

  1. Well after having 3 daughters i thought you would be used to having unsavoury males hanging around your front gates !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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