|Jam is trying to get Baxter to come over to where he is lying down on the rug.|
|Jam and Baxter playing.|
And then the humping started. Sorry, you were expecting something sweet for your Easter blog weren't you?
I feel terrible to disappoint you, but the evening just devolved (in terms of the dogs) from there. At least I won't show you any video or photos of THAT. 8-) Jam couldn't go for more than four or five minutes with out hopping on for a ride on poor Baxter. Baxter, who is very sweet, would just look around as if to say, "Would someone please stop this whippersnapper? I know I'm the host, but really!"
Now, when we were at the Walkathon dinner, we happened to run into Dr. Edington while we were walking through the museum. We had stopped and were talking with John Bauer when Dr. E stopped by and the topic of breeder dogs came up. We happened to mention that Jam was pretty much a Player with a capital P as he would hump anything that let him. Dr. E looked at us with a bit of concern and asked if we could stop Jam easily.
"Oh, yes. We just pull him off no problem." Dr. E said that you didn't want to correct for that behavior, because the breeding program wants dogs to be able to perform the act. In other words: they want breeders that actually enjoy the act and will perform. Evidently there were breeders who wouldn't or who had to be coaxed to do it. So you had to be careful not to induce negative connotations with getting them to stop, but you had to stop them when they were doing it because it was inappropriate.
It's a conundrum.
We solved it by putting the ever sweet Baxter on the porch. Jam went back and forth like a shark from the window to the door looking out the windows at Baxter.
Baxter sat in a patio chair. He was thinking that perhaps the porch was the better part of the deal.
Claudia's dinner was amazing: a Brazilian feijoada. We all stuffed ourselves! Periodically we would let Baxter in to see if the dogs could JUST BE FRIENDS.
But no. After dinner, Fred and Tim pulled out Tim's guitars and started playing.
|Tim is on the left and Fred is on the right jamming on the guitars. They sounded great.|
All I can say is that Jam still has no negative connotations associated with the act and is raring to go.
Deep sigh. I hope we get invited over again. That feijoada was spectacular and Fred really enjoyed playing the guitar. Perhaps we'll get a babysitter for Jam...