my love life is going to the dogs
When I told my husband that after several weeks of exhaustion, it would be nice to get a bit of attention, this was not what I had in mind.
Maybe it’s just all the excitement around the house these days. All the moving boxes. The new chickens. Neighbor kids in and out of the yard. All this has caused Indy to act more than a bit frisky this evening.
Believe me when I say, I adore my dog, but you know that old saying, “You can love your dog…just don’t love your dog.”
I admit it…I’ve laughed watching a dog hump a stranger’s leg. Giggled at movies where dogs hump stray stuffed animals. Even other unsuspecting dogs at the park. But I can say, beyond a shadow of a doubt, it is not funny when a 180 pound dog decides to make you the target of his amorous attentions.
Ok, I lied. It’s a little funny. Until you realize he’s quite determined…and he has your legs pinned under him. But I was too smart for him…bruised tendons or not, I wriggled safely away.
And when he gave up on me, he tried to hump my husband. And I have to admit…that was pretty funny…(to me anyway.) Thankfully, the dog has worn himself out with his unsucessful attempts at romance and he’s snoring on the floor by the bed.
Isn’t that just like a man?
Until the next time…I’ll be icing my ankle.