So where was I? Oh yes... Boyfriends.
Boyfriending on the farm isn't quite as simple as it is in the race kennel. There, I had my hands on my dogs pretty much all the time. All... Day... Long, and in a variety of situations. Turnouts and sprints and schools and weigh-ins and rub-downs and groomings, so Boyfriends were fairly easy to detect early on. Here, while I still enjoy most of those activities, my duties expand my horizons a bit. So I not only have the youngsters in the kennel to consider.... there's fielders too. And babies of assorted ages. Oh dear, oh dear, there may be an awful lot of Boyfriends around here.
And plates and forks.
And a wine decanter with 6 glasses. This guy would be the very center of the party.
But the Boyfriend list goes on (and on and on ...) so let's see what we have here.
Bino (rhymes with Deano) is big. Wait, he's BIG. I've no idea what he weighs, and he certainly isn't carrying too many pounds for his stature. Nearly as tall as my darling Big Tay, but with a very different look to him. More chiselled perhaps, with a finer face and a broader chest. I'd set this youngster up against anything the AKC has for looks alone. And if you've been paying attention to my Boyfriend criteria, looks don't matter to me most of the time. BIG, however, does. And he is. He's also sweet and charming. And he's BIG. Just makes me smile to look at him.
Now sometimes, a Boyfriend decides he is one. Hey, I'm new here and I'm open to suggestions. The time I spend outside with my dogs is a useful tool in Boyfriend selection. Ah, yes, and they use it equally well.
"Luciano" his muzzle tape replied. Smile, cuddle, go along and play now honey. But soon he is back with a nudge and an upturned snout. Since I have absolutely zero Italian accent, saying his name comes out sounding ridiculous. I tried shortening it to Lucien. Hm. Not what I'm after. So he's Lucy. Actually, he's "Looooo-Seeeee", and he thinks it's mighty fine. Dogs are not much encumbered with gender specific names. I Love Lucy.
I've only spent 3 days here, and on my first field expedition, I found a litter of just plain sweeties. They didn't rip me to shreds much, and most of them are smilers. Big silly grins that just make me double over in grins of my own. One of them is Corleone. Dark fawn with a mask, and a white snippy on his nose. He ignored his breakfast completely to spend time with me. Silly boy. "Go eat honey! You're cute and I love you, but don't be stupid!" Nope nope nope, gonna play with you. Smile.
He melted me.
So is anybody counting? Day 3, and it looks like Cock-A-Doodle (and Alex, of course), Bino and Lucy and Corleone. 5 Boyfriends in 3 days.
This is gonna be great!