Our Girl & Max: A K-9 Love Story (Now with pictures!)

[Maureen & Shyla]

I admire the way our girl wakes up, from sound asleep to ecstatic to be alive, eyes sparkling.  She’s always happy to see me but lately she seems distracted, a tad rushed with her morning greeting. After a few deep stretches she’s off, leading the way to the kitchen.  She used to be eager for breakfast, but now her attention is on the back door.  She slips through, makes her way through the damp grass and disappears around the hedge behind our pool, out of sight.  I’ve followed her before, when first suspicious of that extra bounce in her step, so I know what she’s up to.  She’ll be parading along the back fence, head high, soft apricot hair flowing.  There is a handsome long-haired Samoan fellow in one yard adjoining ours, but she barely graces him with a second glance.  Not while she’s got her eye out for a tall lanky German named Max, the young male with the loping gait.  He must be keeping watch for her, too, because it isn’t long before he’s at the fence, eager, searching for a way through.  There are a couple of vulnerable spots like the mangled section with its ragged tear.  Sometimes he jumps over, other times he wiggles through the broken metal links, unheeding of their biting string, the injury a small price compared to the chance to be with his love.

The next hour is a delicious, heady romp, a game of chase that always ends with a tumble in the grass.   He’s twice her size but careful not to crush her with his greater weight and she uses the difference to her advantage, darting away through a narrow hedge opening, where he pulls up short, almost rolling his eyes.  She’s fooled him with this gambit before, but he’s wise to it now, knowing in a moment she’ll appear fifteen feet away, through another hole, before she vaults the side yard’s retaining wall, circles the fountain, races along the rear of the house.   His eyes follow her, besotted, patient, knowing she’ll return to him soon.  They meet in a crash of bodies with all the excitement of loved ones separated by war, and the game begins again.  Sometimes she tricks him, shooting off into the side yard in a spray of gravel.  He lumbers after her, disgusted when she squeezes through yet another hedge surrounding the rose garden.  Soon they’ll be at the back door, thirsty, waiting for the large bowl of water that they’ll share, heads together as they drink deeply.  He can’t resist that soft apricot hair, nuzzling her nape until she’s soaked.  She tolerates the gentle mauling, for a moment calm to his touch, but soon she’s off again.  He’s exhausted by then and gives up the chase, sitting and watching her put on a show of exuberant dexterity and youth until at last she relents and returns to lay by his side.  Even then she can’t be still, nudging and pawing and mock biting his neck. It could go on all day, but her breakfast has long been ready and we hear a concerned voice calling, “Max.”  She sighs as with one last, longing look, he heeds the call, his step reluctant but resigned, taking comfort that tomorrow they’ll be together for another delicious, heady romp

[DeeDee and Sheila]

What a darling story.  And not alot of barking going on?  That is really too much and I love the pics.  Your girl is gargeous and such a flirt!!  I hope Max is not tearing any skin open!!  Pure glee.

[sandy b]

Great story and photos.

[Melody & Bruin]

What a great story ~ ahhhh, puppy love indeed!

[Brandi]

I too felt like I was reading a book lol, but I enjoy puppy luv over the Harlequins lol

[F, Calla & Luca]

The photos are great, it's like reading the book and then going to the movie : )

[Bonnie and Kona]

Beautifully written and I love the photos!

[Deanna & Desi & Cori]

I don't know - I'd like to see a picture of that "handsome long-haired Samoan fellow" before totally approving of this backyard love affair!

[Bryce P]

What a lovely story. It feels like I am reading a book.

[Elizabeth, Bailey & Bruin]

I almost felt like I was reading a Harlequin (sp) Romance novel.....

 

Nothing like puppy love ; )