…just recently finished being in heat for the very first time (and very last, I might add). It lasted about 28 days. Practically a whole month.
He spent all 28 of those days with his face never any more than six inches away from Toshi’s swollen peeper.
It was the golden goose, the end of the rainbow, the be-all and end-all of his tunnel-visioned existence.
I learned two things during this nightmare of a month: 1) I never want to experience it again, and 2) My sweet, sweet, sweet boy of a dog…