Most of the time she didn’t want to know, but there were times she could be such a tart.
Making eyes and come hither looks at the boys, flaunting her assets and teasing their senses, she’d get them interested, then change her mind.
She was fussy.
Too damn fussy as it turned out and she missed her chance.
Years later, she’ll occasionally go through the motions, lifting her tail and wagging her hind quarters at the young pups who know no better.
Too old to mate at 13, the seasons stopped a couple of years ago.
You’re still my baby though, aren’t you girl?
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