It's a Circus

I'm ready for a vacation. And I've only been home a day. :o)

If you're a regular reader you know that Elsie is in heat. She's in that prime conception time between day 11 and day 18 of her heat cycle (I think today is day 12), so she's really ready to go.

Ridge knows it, too. Poor boy.

And if I never hear a howl again, I'll be a happy camper.

Oh, lest I forget to tell you, dear hubby left yesterday for Ireland. He'll be gone for Elsie's entire prime time. Lucky fella; he's missing all this excitement! He doesn't know how blessed he is. :o)

So I'm here holding down the fort trying to work in the office (yes I do that, too), care for the human kids, maintain the house, and referree our female in heat with our experienced sire (absolutely no contact).

Yee haw. We're in the circus now.

We're managing. As long as I crate both Elsie and Ridge at the same time in the same room (different crates of course), Ridge manages to stay calm. But if I let Elsie out...look out and plug your ears. His howling is almost painful. He's going to be hoarse by the end of the next eight days.

And very hungry. He didn't eat again today (I even tried bacon fat on his food--something we almost never do). He's got to eat sometime. And will eventually. He's just a one-track-mind dog; and his track is full of Elsie right now.

He's still sweet otherwise, and he listens to me. And he's still affectionate. But he's mounting Baxter like crazy when I let them play together (poor Baxter doesn't have a clue).

Too bad they don't make sedatives for frustrated males--like an anti-viagra for dogs.

Maybe I'll call the vet. Or the kennel. Ridge may need some space (for me to survive).

Elsie, on the other hand, is calm and sweet and low-key. She doesn't know what to make of it all. Give her another year-and-a-half and she'll know. For now I'm enjoying her oblivion.

I think I'll buy stock in ear plugs.

'Til next time.
Joan