The Females Don't Play

 

Omar Blue

Hello. You're just in time.

Wolf Bennie Ba won’t admit why he stayed after he got well. It was the females!  I remember that day. Here's what happened.

They were stretched out, catching their breath, after corralling the puppies that were intent on skipping training. We hauled them off to Rottie Brady and Poodle Sophie Jean, the little rascals.

Anyway, here’s the facts… Shepherd Molly started it. “We need a project. Something to keep us busy.” Then, Great Dane Jennie looked over at Wolfhound Winnie.

“I know you told me in secret, but you should tell the girls what’s bothering you, Winnie. I’m talking about your feelings for Wolf Bennie Ba.”

“Feelings for Bennie!... That’s wonderful!...  Yes!... We’ve found our project. He has feelings for you too. Can’t you tell? This will be easy,” they all agreed.

Gathering in a circle, they plotted to trap my friend. Seeing us guys looking, they went for a walk, to get away.

Moseying on, they didn’t notice that ornery grizzly, Dirty Sam, stretched out on a big rock, until they were too close to change direction.

Snarling, huge menacing teeth bared, eyes narrowed, he roared. “Aarrrrr! I don’t know what you’re doing here, but I’m sure glad you came!”

Back hairs standing tall, gazing ferociously at the over sized predator, our females stood their ground. All but Winnie. It was her attention getting he was interrupting. 

Moving forward, head up, eyes focused, “Dirty Sam, if you start something, we’ll finish it! Take my word for it!”

Dirty Sam knew my pack. He’d be insane to try anything. Here’s a few of them that were there that day.

 

He wanted to escape but had his pride. He thought quick. “Why you being so mean, Winnie? Feigning friendliness. “You all startled me, that’s all, walking up like that. I stopped to rest a bit. Got some sick cubs at home. Gotta go! … Be seeing you!” He backed away, savoring his successful departure.

That evening, I mentioned, “We saw you all meet up with Dirty Sam. We almost jumped in,” I had the nerve to admit, then quickly added, “We wanted to see how he’d get away! Doggone that bear was slick.”

Bennie swaggered over to Winnie. Chest out, intense eyes meeting hers, “I was proud of the way you told Dirty Sam off. I couldn’t have done it better,” he declared, playfully nibbling an ear.

Yep! That's exactly what happened. He wasn't going anywhere after that, and he knows it! 

Omar