As the Canine World Turns: The Continuing Saga: Final Episode

In our previous episode, an alliance had been formed between Lillian and Jazzmin. The goal: to keep the horny boys in check. Unfortunately, their affiliation was short lived. It turns out that Jazzmin actually LIKED the attention and soon conflict erupted again. Lillian spent the next couple days arguing and cussin' out Ozzie and Chuckie, while Jazzmin went behind her back offering up love licks onto various parts of their bodies. Lillian finally gave up the fight when Jazzmin became so desperate that she started mounting THEM, mostly Ozzie, I suppose due to their past history of "sexy times." It was now Ozzie's turn to play victim. He quickly lost patience with the role of "mountee" and would then seek out the pack leader (me) to rescue him from Jazzy's amorous attentions. Go figure, so like a man!!

Later that same day: Jazzy is so consumed by her newfound love for Ozzie that she has problems sleeping at night. At 2:00 am, she could be heard giving love licks to Ozzie which led to Ozzie's moans of protest. Alas, Jazzy spent the next couple nights locked in her kennel until she learned that the pack leader did not appreciate 2:00 am wake up calls.

Final Episode: Jazzy and Ozzie left for home today. Their mom came to pick them up all freshly brown from the Jamaican sun! The two of them were in ecstacy at the sight of her and couldn't even be bothered to say good-bye. Chuckie and Lillian were pretty excited too; prolly remembering their week long visit at her house. I couldn't decide whether to be amused or insulted that Jazzy tried to claw through the wrought iron front door to get to her mother who was storing the kennels in the car.

After they left, Chuckie and Lillian ran through the house looking for their housemates. After going from room to room, they eventually made their way back to the kitchen with me. Chuckie was smiling, Lillian looked sad, and then resigned. We're going to miss having those two around; they definitely livened up the atmosphere and kept this pack leader on her toes. I'm sure I'll be comforted however, by their mother's offering of Jamaican coffee and rum.

Until next summer. . .