Remy arrived in the evening and it was out to the backyard deck with the lucky couple. I poured the wine--for us owners, that is.
Remy was clearly rarin' to go. And Vega was flagging, moving her tail to the side giving him the signal that she was ready, too. Because this was the first breeding for both of them, they had to rely on Mother Nature rather than experience to be their guide.
Things started with lots of circling and chasing followed by several false starts and failed attempts. Because the temperature was still in the 90s, it didn't take long before the dogs were feeling the heat in more ways than one.
Thirty minutes later, Evan declared a break. He took Remy home to cool off, calm down and "think about it." Then he suggested some changes. We'd move the dogs to the air conditioned kitchen, he would sit in the other room so Remy wouldn't feel intimidated and I would stay with the dogs in case some human intervention was needed. I felt the need for another glass of wine.
Remy returned in about an hour, cool if not exactly calm and collected. But it was apparent he had thought things over and had a plan. This time Remy got it done, with no help required.
We repeated the breeding on Monday. After 20 minutes or so, Remy headed home again to regroup. When he returned--success. On Wednesday, it didn't take Remy long to make it a three-peat!
Now we wait.
We're expecting a litter much like this one, born November 2010. In fact, this is the litter Remy is from. He's in there somewhere. Do you recognize the little guy?
We'll know if the breeding with Remy and Vega was succesful in a few weeks. If so, the puppies will be due sometime near the end of September. You'll be the first to know when they arrive.
In the meantime, there's more to tell about life with my dogs.
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