We're Trying to Have Puppies Part 2
A few weeks had gone by since we had last talked to Jake's owner. It is weird that I knew the dog's name, but didn't know his. My daughter was pretty ecstatic about the idea of potential puppies and so while I was watching Gypsy for signs of fertility, my daughter was practically keeping a vigil. When the appropriate signs were there we loaded Gypsy into the truck and took her to the guys property. We left her secured in a place where Jake could find her, with some food and told Jakes owner we would be in touch. Long story short; it didn't work. I mean Jake gave it the old college try , or whatever, but Gypsy just wasn't having any part of it and she proved that she was willing to inflict damage on him rather than submit to his amourous advances. After a few days we went and got her. Six months later we tried again. And six months after that. And now a few years have passed. No puppies, and now when we drive down that dirt road I don't even see Jake.
