Bernie, Me and Greta
Yesterday we brought Greta to meet her intended husband. Bernie is a two year old boy, born in the USA to German imported parents. His lineage is marked with nearly as many champions as our little Greta. He lives about 45 miles from us with his charming human parents, B & E.
I was so anxious and excited to see this little man and to see how the two of them got along. I gave Greta a bath, lest her beau think she wasn’t a well groomed girl, I brushed her and even offered her a little lip gloss, which she declined.
We arrived just before 1 PM at B & E’s home. I had Greta on a little lead, but as soon as we got inside, I took it off.
For Bernie, it was love at first sight. The little man, an absolutely gorgeous Rauhhaardackel (wire-haired dachshund), just couldn’t take his eyes off of Greta. He followed her around and around and around. At first Greta was nice and sort of smiled at him, but once she saw him sitting there, staring at her, with his tongue hanging out and lust in his eyes, and she knew she had him hooked, she turned into a real *itch! Yes, the female species of dogs is aptly named. She was stand offish, she growled, she bared her teeth. The more she rejected him, the more he found her truly captivating! She sniffed him, stole all his toys and bones and didn’t want any sex at all! Hubby says she is a typical woman!
We were there for about 2 hours, and during that time, Bernie was relentless. I tried to soothe him by telling him that in a couple of months, she will be putty in his paws, but I’m not sure it helped.
We plan to keep getting them together so that they become good friends before the actually have “their night of passion”.