Friday, February 26, 2010

Diaper Butt


My apologies if anyone finds the title of this post objectionable, but it is the only way to describe the humorous image that I have to share with you in words.

For quite some time the Taylor ladies have been wanting to breed my dog, Maggie. The idea of little Maggie puppies and even keeping one for our own is very appealing. About a month ago we figured Maggie was approaching the appropriate time for her to start the process of having puppies, so I went on the hunt for boy doggies of Maggie's same breed ([Irish] soft coated wheaten terrier). It was extremely difficult to find this particular dog that was still able to produce. About six months earlier I had tried emailing a bunch of candidates in southern California, but I had never heard back from any of them. So this time I tried the last thing I could think of - calling soft coated wheaten terrier breeders. I looked online and I could only find 2 of this breeders of wheatens in southern California. I called the first one on the list and she flat out told me there was no way I would be able to find a stud dog because these dogs were no longer able to be bred in California. For a moment I felt so dejected and sad that I almost gave up on the whole things. But then I reasoned with myself that this lady couldn't be the final word, so I gave the second on the list a try. I left him a message and he returned my call the following day telling me that he would be able to find a stud for me to use, under certain agreements. I could write another blog about this man and the "agreements" but I won't.

I bet by now you have lost hope that I will ever explain the title of this post. Sorry, I'm often slow at getting to the point and I thought some history could be helpful in the explanation. Most people have their dogs fixed as a puppy so they can avoid all the unpleasantries that go along with not being fixed. I think it must be obvious why those unpleasantries would be even worse with a girl dog. Hence the title. Maggie needs a diaper. Once ever 6-9 months Maggie needs a diaper. The reason I did all of my explaining earlier on is so that you will understand that there is a reason why we put up with this rather repulsive inconvenience. It's all for a good cause.

The diaper is hilarious. There is a hole for her tail and it has little doggie bone decorations. We are not the type of people that care to accessorize their dog, but I think if I could always have Maggie in a diaper I might. She's cute on an everyday level, but give her a diaper and the funny and cute mix together perfectly to create the most amiable creature you've ever stumbled across.

1 comments:

Ebeth said...

Only you could come up with such a creative way to deal with this periodic situation; good for you.