Rising up to the Occasion!

Titles can be deceptive. This has nothing to do with any heroic event. Another of my Buddy's, lets just say not so pleasant experiences. Preferably not readable for children!

Buddy turns two years, next month. Having had quite a few dogs before, we've never really taken the trouble of getting them crossed. Perhaps since all our dogs have in some way or the other been crazy, the fear of seeing generations of craziness freaked us out. With Buddy we decided to take a chance. Those who know Buddy, personally, I can see the horror on your faces! He is a growing fella give him his space!

So Buddy turns two. Through some known folks in the veterinarian community, we found a mate. She was 5 years old and her name was Chocolate. Surprise Surprise - she was Chocolate Brown ;). Buddy was to be taken to her on Monday. Timing issues and it got postponed to Tuesday. Damn, i had taken trouble to give him that extra pat while grooming him. An extra puff of powder. I even put some lacto calamine on him so that he smelt good.

Tuesday arrived and with the evening Chocolate arrived. The act was to be performed in our house on the terrace. The option was some open ground in Adyar. No way was i going to allow that spectacle. Actually I'm thankful it was our terrace. Chocolate was taken up to the terrace with her master and a trainer. Buddy was taken as well by the chap who takes him for a walk, our version of trainer.

Buddy has this collar which I got him a month ago. It sort of warns us before he comes. With a half choke, the chain has this distinct chal chal sound as he runs. We sat anxiously watching TV. i heard a yelp and a squeal. I felt really bad for Chocolate. I was sure Buddy was at his worst behaviour. Within seconds, i heard the familiar chal chal and Buddy was back home literally cowering down. Following him was his trainer/walker. Buddy was petrified and had come running all the way back home. The yelping and squealing was not Chocolate, it was Buddy!!!

Chocolate's Master simply took her back home. Buddy looked ashamed and still a little freaked out. My justification - he is still a baby and he has all the time in the world. Maybe Chocolate growled at him! News spread fast and wide and everyone knew of Buddy's experience with adulthood. R cannot stop torturing me that this chap was useless and should be castrated - hah! you wish!!!!. He is a baby, he will grow up!

R chuckles - Buddy boy...you sure did not 'rise' up to the occasion. Pun intended.