Canine chaperone

An interesting afternoon.

Once again we are dog-sitting Nikki who is currently on heat. This led to some interesting discussions with Kai on the way home from school about why I didn't want to let her off the lead.

She's on heat, Kai.

Maybe she'd like a roll in the snow? To cool down.

I think she'd be more interested in a roll in the hay.

Anÿway, just as I was getting on to the nitty gritty of canine sexuality who should pop up but Malthus, Nikki's pal. Malthus is a rather handsome male dog and I think our Nix has a bit of a thing about him. If he appears on his balcony when we walk past, she comes to a standstill and gazes up lovingly at him. It's real Romeo and Juliet stuff, doggy style.


Today for some reason he was not on his lead. And he of course was extremely interested in her.

Oh look, Daddy, Malthus wants to play!

He certainly did!

So suddenly I found myself thrust into the unlikely role of a chaperone, not one of which I have much experience! It must have been quite a hilarious sight. Two star-crossed lovers trying to follow their natural impulses and me desperately trying to keep them apart while trying to explain to Kai how puppies happened and why I thought they were not such a good idea at this point. Mercifully we managed to find Malthus's owner and so Cupid was thwarted.