As Mom opened the door to my cage she said,
"Brix, today you're going to meet a friend!"
"Who are we meeting Momma?"
"Well, you're going to meet another boxer....from Edmonton."
Now I've never heard of the place but nobody from Edmonton is going to come into my house and just expect me to welcome them. This is my house.
"Oh, here they are. Be on your best behaviour Brix."
"Yeah, sure Mom, let me see who this......"
Before I could finish my sentence, the door flung open and a rush of white hit my eyes. I thought I was blind for a second. Then I heard the sniffing and I could smell the presence of another dog.
"Holy crap, you're white! Let me have a sniff here....oh....and you haven't hit puberty yet..and you're a male. Why Mom? You could have set me up with a female at least."
"Hi, my name is Poncho. I'm 1 yrs old! Yay! And I'm a white boxer. Love my coat? Yay!"
"Ugghhh....great....just what I need, a little kid to watch over. Look kid, beat it. I'm not in the mood for play time."
"I wanna play, let's go out, oh are these your toys. Can I play....hey look, there's a person outside...arf arf arf!"
"Quit it kid, this is my hood, and don't touch my toys."
Soon after Mom and her friend took us all out for a walk. Not long after Dad also arrived and snapped some shots of us...mainly Poncho because I didn't want to play with a dude.
"What's the matter Brix," asked Dad.
"Could have told me you were setting me up with a guy. I told you I'm not gay. I like bitches! I want bitches! Female dogs Dad, you get it?"
"C'mon Brix, be respectful of others. You were exactly the same as he was when you were young. They've come a long way to see you. Put on a smile."
I just wasn't in the mood for playing but he wasn't as bad as I thought. He wasn't rude, he was like a kid on a sugar rush. Dad was right though, he did remind me of myself when I was a young pup. Course, I'm more studlier. *sigh* The good old days of puppyhood. Poncho did bring back memories of my early years. Here are the pics of our playdate. Enjoy..