First of all I want to say that we have two dogs, both Chihuahuas. One male and one female. I had only wanted one but in the end we decided on the two so that they would not be lonely. Or that was the reason I was given. Should have listened to my own head and not someone elses. If I had my time back I may have insisted on only one but too late now!
As they started to grow we thought it might be nice and also profitable to breed them. OK, that was when we should have been taken outback and had our heads examined. Looking at the little darlings made our minds turn to mush and now we are in the state we find ourselves in today. But, one day at a time as they say in AA.
I never realized just how aggressive a young male dog can be when there is a female around who is in heat. A dog i mean!!! He never left her alone. Everywhere she went, he followed. I am surprised that he does not have a permanent disfigurement caused by his head rubbing on the ground as he followed behind her. For a while i thought it would never get off the ground and that we were going to have a hugh chiropractic bill to pay!!
Finally the big day came and she was in heat. Well, that's when the real trouble began. Every time she moved he wanted to mount her! He was continually in a state of readiness if you know what I mean. I was afraid that at one time or another he was going to trip over himself and cause some permanent harm. For such a little dog he had large assets!!
She was not going to have anything to to with him till she was ready! All of his coaxing was not working. She was the boss and she was going to take her time and make him wait! He cried and whined and jumped around and showed her his best acrobatics but nothing was working. We tried our best to tell him that the trap door was shut tight till Mother Nature decided to help him out but he would not listen. He was completely focused on the task at hand and was going to give it his best till he finally won the battle.
Then one day when I thought I might be driven insane and was seriously thinking of getting him a new girlfriend, the little vixen decided that maybe, just maybe, she would give him a little peak. Just a little one mind you. Enough to torment him and cause him to complain loudly enough that it drove me crazy. The poor little guy was crying and barking and whining all at the same time. Finally, a few days later he got his just rewards. Then he spent a little more than a week in wedded bliss and got what he had been wanting!! Twelve times I think. I lost count.
Well, what ever the count was it worked. But like all good things it came to an end and eventually she decided she had enough of him and would not allow him to come near her anymore. I guess the honeymoon was over. Ah well, that's how it works pal!! First the come on and then the brush off. Within a week of their final encounter we started to notice the signs of her being pregnant and we knew that we now had proof that our little boy was finally a man!
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