We are dog-sitting this week. Today, my in-laws dropped off their little papillion, Gus, to watch while they are vacationing. Last time our pomeranian Daisy met Gus, she was just a puppy, but still bigger than he was. She was kind of a bully to him. So BB calls this afternoon to tell me the Tables Have Turned.
BB: Gus is here ...
Me: How are Gus and Daisy getting along?
BB: Oh ... great ... now ...
Me: OK, good!
BB: They're um, humping.
Me: WHAT?!
BB: [laughing] Yeah. Gus just noticed Daisy has been in heat.
Me: Oh my God!
BB: [very unhelpful laughter]
Me: Well, you've got to ... I mean, they have to be ... you can't just let ...
BB: What's the problem? Gus has been fixed.
Me: Fixed? Are you sure?
BB: Positive. Remember, he has no ...
Me: Oh that's right. I remember. Whew.
BB: [Still laughing pretty hard] He can't really do anything. Daisy keeps sitting down when he tries to climb on.
Me: This is still pretty upsetting. Daisy told me she wanted to save herself for marriage.
BB: Honey, better buy the rice.
Now..wait a minute! Wouldn't Gus be Daisy's dog-in-law or something? It's just so wrooooooong!
Posted by: Snowball | June 22, 2004 at 08:00 AM
OK. My dog, Willy, is a CALM and relaxed basset hound with zero humping urges. His Uncle Baxter is a beagle/yellow lab mix that has enough sex drive for the both of them. They have both been fixed, like that really matters. Baxter humps his nephew about 75 times a day - NO LIE! Willy will just sit down. Its like prison though. It happens so much, you just learn to take it and move on.
Posted by: Goldberry | June 22, 2004 at 07:44 PM