when Constance ambled over, straddled my outstretched leg with the grace of a somewhat rotund lap dancer and proceeded to rub her....(coughs loudly.....errrmmmm.........coughs again) well ..."toilet parts" all over my shins
This sexual molestation continued until Chris pointed out that large streaks of bloody mucus were being deposited up and down the entire length of my pant leg and within a millisecond I had managed to free myself from Constance who had a look of pure sleepy rapture on her face! ( if she could have smoked a cigarette at this point I think she would have done)
Our bulldog is in season! and me thinks that I am the "object of her affections!".....for days now I have caught her hiding coquettishly within a nest of cushions on the couch or secretly rubbing her bum on the frozen concrete of the patio...but I was hoping that she was just cold or suffering from an "odd" itch!
(time for an airing of the carpet cleaner I suspect...oh the joys of a rampant sex starved, genital wagging bulldog! )
HEY(BLEEDING) HO!
I will leave you with an amusing Christmas list from the great web site
http://www.passiveaggressivenotes.com/.......
Sandra has not been a good sister me thinks |
Like I said - it would make the best reality TV show ever. xxxxxxxx
ReplyDeleteWhat we endure for the love of our animals......fortunately all we have to put up with is puked up fur balls, hair in everything and the odd hard poo that has stuck to the fur of the long haired one's.
ReplyDeleteMild in comparison.
Silly Constance! I thought Chris would be the object of her affections! He must be relieved!
ReplyDeletenext question are you going to have her "fixed" then?
ReplyDeleteGill in Canada
I feel blessed that I've had my "inner lady's parts" removed. All that sliding up and down on icy paths plays havoc with your tights...
ReplyDeleteYou sexy devil, you!
ReplyDeleteWow, that would be something.... on the bright side she did pick you over everyone else...lol
ReplyDeleteMerry Christmas
Looking at the second photo, I am intrigued at the "religious" gift that "Mom" is going to receive. What could this be? More disturbing is what appears to be "666" scrawled at the top of the Christmas list!
ReplyDelete:-o
Nx
That is truly disgusting!
ReplyDeleteI think your relationship with that animal is beginning to enter the realms of unacceptability. I was going to have some breakfast, but I've suddenly lost my appetite.
ReplyDeleteRather early in the morning for the graphic vision..., but what are you going to do, I thought your house was her "pasture" that she was being put out to?
ReplyDeletePuppies instead of baby chicks - novel idea.....
tubes tied in the new year me thinks!
ReplyDeleteI still trying to catch my breath after this last post. Hilarious, the visual images that your well chosen words provoked are superb. I saw it all..........you can poke out an eye, but you can't poke out your minds eye.
ReplyDeleteConstance's maternal instinct is strong. You are duty-bound to seek out a willing mate for her. I don't wish to appear heartless, but placing a brown paper bag over head may help to attract more volunteers.
ReplyDeleteha, ha, ha.
ReplyDeletethis one really has me laughing! thank you, again! oh, those poor pants of yours. you're gonna have yourself a fun little Christmas with ms. sexy stalking you for several days! and, glad i'm not sandra. classic.
ReplyDeleteWhat kind of blog is this? XXX? Get the poor girl spayed. But yes, your life would make a great reality show.
ReplyDeleteLet me get my eyes open and take in that vision (its 5.25am here and I've just made Rhonda her 'cuppa') - My God, I think I prefer the farting dog version! LOL!
ReplyDeleteJohn..you're spending too much time wit the animals! just sayin' BTW the best of the season to you both...AND I sniffed 2, yes, 2 Constances' today :-00 at the park...feisty little buggers they are!
ReplyDeleteWell your life sure had been interesting since Constance came along...never a dull moment at your place ;) The only things not fixed around our farm is the chickens and rooster! Hey Ho to you John :)
ReplyDeleteMaura
maybe you need to get a male bulldog? lmao peace
ReplyDeleteJohn, I'm not kidding when I'll admit that I've read this post about 3 times--I've started my comment and then erased it...so, I'm just going to say that I know exactly what you're going through...We had the same thing with our girl Sheba about 4 years ago...Thankfully she was the only dog we've ever had 'in season' and she will no question be the last!!
ReplyDeleteI do hope you've had a good day!! I look forward to getting your New Year's cheer via the mail!
I guess it's time for Kotex with Wings in those little doggie maxi pad panties......
ReplyDeleteIn the cold light of day, I have to admit that I have had worse girlfriends than Constance that have done similar things to me, so no harm done (unless Chris is jealous).
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ReplyDeleteI begger to think....
There are no words... only helpless laughter....
ReplyDeleteKatie
The joys of heatdom!! Her selective affection at this time is not something to which I'd want to win the braggin rights.
ReplyDeleteBreeding or altering?