There's life in the old dog yet...

I (obviously wrongly) assumed a castrated dog was incapable.....just hope the Hussy isn't pregnant.....may be best to confess!

every dog has his day

I wonder if the patter of tiny paws is possible

Googled (!) and no way should he be able to father puppies, mounting the Hussy is his way of showing dominance over her, so she isn't a Hussy, he's to blame!

Sounds as though she called him over and invited him in, though.

Keep schtumm, Anya, unless you think she will have a sense of humour about it.

When we had our holiday cottage, we kept a couple of ewes (Jacob) in the rather large "garden" to act as lawnmowers. They usually went away to join their female relations with a handsome tup or two for a couple of weeks in November, resulting in lambs (ahh) but one year they stayed at home. In the field next door was one very elderly (non-Jacob) tup with arthritis, who was still there because he had been a pet and no-one could face getting rid of him. He could barely walk around and had long since been retired from siring duties. One of the ewes was discovered peacefully munching grass in beside him. She was returned home forthwith and no more thought of it until spring - when twin black lambs appeared, as if by magic.

Aaah!

By the way, it's worse for female cats!

loopylou poor old fellow hadn't a clue before yesterday, The Hussy led him on! And I had no idea he could do other than play mount her or I'd have kept a closer eye on them.

Had to wake him up this morning as he was knackered worn out.

Phoenix what's worse for cats?

Being sh....d by a dog? !

loopylou !!!!

Anya when cats mate, there is a sort of "barb" at the end of the penis that actually digs in to the female at the crucial moment! No wonder they yowl!

My late cats never engaged in such beastliness!

Flipping heck! [ouch emoticon]

OUCH!

I'll store that piece of infirmation away Phoenix - you never know when it might come in useful

[instinctivelycrosseslegs]

Apparently it's one of the ways that you can tell if a male cat has been successfully parted from his bits. The late lamented Maurice used to assault poor old Clucky from time to time (I think he had a thing for older women) and I was advised to erm, sort of furtle about to see if he had the barb or not

He would often ahem "leave the lid off his lip liner" when performing his ablutions, but I didn't feel he would appreciate me lunging for him and trying to expose more than he was showing

And I'm sure there's a law against it Phoenix

Phoenix I am confused now by the male cat being parted from his bits.

Do you mean the barbed bit? If so what happens with the next female cat he screws?

Makes me glad I'm a human being reading this lot .......