Our Dog Jake

... really needs to get neutered. We have concluded that he does not care whether the other dog is male or female: he is still "interested" (nice euphemism, huh?).

Like this morning, after Keisha left for school. I took Jake for a little walk without a leash in the little cul de sac area where we live. I'm glad I spotted the male poodle with his owner first and grabbed Jake's collar to hold on to him. The poodle's owner mentioned that the poodle prefers male dogs to female. I was slightly relieved to discover that Jake is not alone in his preference for dogs of the same sex.

Last Saturday we took him to my Dad's farm in Indiana, and he met Icky, short for Ichabod, who is a dog old enough to be Jake's grandfather. Let's just say that Icky made it very clear up front that he was not interested.

It was fun to watch the two of them interact. As Jake would get close to Icky, Icky would growl and start to chase after Jake. Jake, the much younger and faster dog, would get away unscathed, yet with his tail between his legs nevertheless.

Then, as I walked Jake around the farm, Icky followed. As Jake would "mark" his spots around the farm, Icky would follow up with "marks" of his own. While we humans were chatting, Jake and Icky would take turns marking the firewood pile, for example.

Silly dog.