Saga of a woman old enough to know better who lets her life be governed by the ridiculous hobby of breeding and showing dogs, musing on life, the twenty first century, Cameron and his mini-me, and the occasional sheep.

Monday, December 18, 2006


It seems that Shelby`s interest in earrings has fostered a belief that he is about to "come out", and will need a handbag to match.

Alas, this is far from the truth. Shelby has done the deed. A month ago I found him in the act of giving a a quick and dirty lesson in Japanese to one of my unsuspecting and shocked Papillon girls, who was screaming her head off. He gave me a happy look that said "gaijin hentai onna", and I returned one that said that I was about to kick his hairy butt from here to Yokohama.

Fortunately the morning after pill (in their case two hefty injections), has been up and running for dogs for years now, and no lasting harm was done.
Oh great, a cross-dresser with aggression issies ...
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