Then there was Zev, my "special dog." (See previous post.)
He will, once in a great while, try to hump his older brother, Hahn. I do not think it is a dominance thing. He seems to genuinely enjoy it, but we actively discourage it and it has been quite some time since the last "incident."
Until yesterday.
I took both dogs to be groomed. It was Zev's first grooming. When we came home, until bedtime last night, he repeatedly mounted Hahn every time he thought we weren't paying attention.
Poor Hahn.
I have two working theories:
- He felt so sexy from having been prettied up that he just had to work it.
- He thought Hahn looked pretty damn fine after a day at the spa.
Either way, he seems to be "hump-free" today. Thank god.
2 comments:
Don wants to know if the dog is from Kentucky? LMFAO
Must be something in the water up there, Kayly! You are very wise to get your pets "fixed" before they multiply like Tea Party candidates.
Zev reminds me of myself at his age. There were many times when dancing with an attractive leg inevitably led to more. Please make sure that Zev has easy access to your fishbowl full of condoms!
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