Thread: Male dog being pathetic over new bitch

The real problem with me posting the photo was that I’ve spent a couple of hours today looking for the photos of the bloody pups! This is the problem with our celluloid record of ancient history… we’ve got photos in albums in just about every room of the house, in boxes in the lofts of both house and shed, and we suspect several boxes in storage at the in-laws. Every time I go on a mission to look for something specific I always end up realising how horribly exposed we are to losing everything should there be a disaster of some kind.

But it’s been bloody good fun going through old albums that I probably haven’t looked at for the best part of 20 years, certainly it’s entertaining for my boys who’ve never seen parts of their family history. It’s also given me a kick up the arse to contact my brother-in-law in Pretoria who we know had a whole heap of celluloid photos of us hunting together in Northern Transvaal - those I really would like to see again.

Yeah same Flyblown, I was digging through some old pics of my previous pups and bringing back fond memories. The trouble now is you can't even get reprints off the negatives since no one processes film any more.

Ha ha doggie porn.

What would happen if Lorrainer Bobbet had owned the bitch and got there first @Flyblown ?

Rotty x Great Dane = serious holders

Originally Posted by Flyblown

eh? What does that mean?

Photo quality and yes, I read your post.

Originally Posted by Micky Duck

with a bit of luck the new bitch will give him a tune up and he will back off....
definately need to be on the watch out for when she comes into season.... the old footrot flats bitches box comes to mind....

Laugh bitches box So was way up north duck hunting shooting pigs and generally having a good time. My mate was working up there fencing for the cocky. We wanted to go down to the local but one of the birches was in heat. Anyways there was the old out house out on a small hill at the top of the drive. So me good mate says bung her in there and off we went. Five in the car out the door yeharr great time had by all and get home around 12 eyeballs slushing.
As we come up the drive we can here the dogs going for it, as the lights swing around they catch the out house out there on it’s little hill……only it’s now on a bit of a lean eh……..as the car levels out the lights lower and we can see around 8 dogs having one hell of a ding dong, but something is just not right….there all the same colour?
On exiting the car we find out why.
The smell hits us……shit. Right in the middle of this fecking great dust up is the bitch she is knotted up with another.

I’m trying not to pee me pants from laughing as well as keep the vomit in me stomach.
We had chained up me mates tree dogs and there still chained up these other dogs had come from the farms around and the Pa down the road.
They had dug under the outhouse and tunnelled through the shit to get to that bitch.
Anyway me mate wades in and starts sorting them out gets the birch and shoves here in the old shooting wagon the let’s his dogs off which sort out all the strays…..
We head off to bed after hosing off me mate on the front porch.
What a mess.
Next morning we drag the outhouse to a new spot after hosing that out dig us a new hole and are finishing up when these cars start dribbling in.
It’s all the locals wanting to know why there dogs smell like shit and have chunks missing

Fun times!

Yes bitches box way to go…..locking them in the out house…..not realy

Originally Posted by Flyblown

The real problem with me posting the photo was that I’ve spent a couple of hours today looking for the photos of the bloody pups! This is the problem with our celluloid record of ancient history… we’ve got photos in albums in just about every room of the house, in boxes in the lofts of both house and shed, and we suspect several boxes in storage at the in-laws. Every time I go on a mission to look for something specific I always end up realising how horribly exposed we are to losing everything should there be a disaster of some kind.

But it’s been bloody good fun going through old albums that I probably haven’t looked at for the best part of 20 years, certainly it’s entertaining for my boys who’ve never seen parts of their family history. It’s also given me a kick up the arse to contact my brother-in-law in Pretoria who we know had a whole heap of celluloid photos of us hunting together in Northern Transvaal - those I really would like to see again.

In regards to your worries about loosing all your photos should a disaster happen. I have a couple of roller containers full of the most important photos, jewellery etc that I can grab if im home when something happens. We had a house fire back in 2016 and that was the first thing I grabbed. Everything else is replaceable except those photos.

if that was us id be givin up sex.
the worst i saw was a bitch of aupori wag breeding dragging a little heading along behind her and shitty as when he impeded her progress to
we had the high bitch houses to with the ladders
fuckin un fun trying to get a big bitch up the bloody things and you,d usually find someones mutt camped underneath anywhere from in a 8 mile radius

Originally Posted by Sideshow

Laugh bitches box So was way up north duck hunting shooting pigs and generally having a good time. My mate was working up there fencing for the cocky. We wanted to go down to the local but one of the birches was in heat. Anyways there was the old out house out on a small hill at the top of the drive. So me good mate says bung her in there and off we went. Five in the car out the door yeharr great time had by all and get home around 12 eyeballs slushing.
As we come up the drive we can here the dogs going for it, as the lights swing around they catch the out house out there on it’s little hill……only it’s now on a bit of a lean eh……..as the car levels out the lights lower and we can see around 8 dogs having one hell of a ding dong, but something is just not right….there all the same colour?
On exiting the car we find out why.
The smell hits us……shit. Right in the middle of this fecking great dust up is the bitch she is knotted up with another.

I’m trying not to pee me pants from laughing as well as keep the vomit in me stomach.
We had chained up me mates tree dogs and there still chained up these other dogs had come from the farms around and the Pa down the road.
They had dug under the outhouse and tunnelled through the shit to get to that bitch.
Anyway me mate wades in and starts sorting them out gets the birch and shoves here in the old shooting wagon the let’s his dogs off which sort out all the strays…..
We head off to bed after hosing off me mate on the front porch.
What a mess.
Next morning we drag the outhouse to a new spot after hosing that out dig us a new hole and are finishing up when these cars start dribbling in.
It’s all the locals wanting to know why there dogs smell like shit and have chunks missing

Fun times!

Yes bitches box way to go…..locking them in the out house…..not realy

sounds like a maungataroto tale to me man i had my eyes opened to life up there

Originally Posted by rugerman

Yeah same Flyblown, I was digging through some old pics of my previous pups and bringing back fond memories. The trouble now is you can't even get reprints off the negatives since no one processes film any more.

Not sure if still available but warehouse used to sell a unit that you feed your negs into and it converted them to digital format , must get round to getting one myself . They were quite cheap to .

Having a bitches box is all fine and dandy.... Heard story of someone taking their bitch for an evening walk, locking her in the box let her out in the morning and 2 dogs come out.... Clever bugger had gone and hid while they were out for walkies

Originally Posted by gsp follower

sounds like a maungataroto tale to me man i had my eyes opened to life up there

Nar bit further north than that it was just south of Waitiki landing the pub was the Houhora Tavern.
Good times used to hunt 90 mile in an old VW with the bonnet ripped off pig dogs in the front. The pigs would come down at night to eat the sea weed and what ever else washed up. We would race down the beach in this thing see the pigs slam on the picks and dogs would go flying out the front into it.
Was really good until they all farted at once
The old battle wagon died though…..one night this tire went past us we looked at each other? Where the feck did that come from?
Car then went into this huge side was slide straight to wards the sea and stopped fast in the sand.
From what we could see all the wheel nuts had stripped. Came back the next day only the roof was showing
Was a Long Walk back that Night the dogs kept on hitting pigs and we tired them up with our belts in the end.

Originally Posted by 223nut

Having a bitches box is all fine and dandy.... Heard story of someone taking their bitch for an evening walk, locking her in the box let her out in the morning and 2 dogs come out.... Clever bugger had gone and hid while they were out for walkies

That’s why they need to be on poles! No dog knows how to use a ladder that is set the bugger up and the climb it

Well avoiding her getting an unwanted pregnancy in 6 months is going to be easy because she’s off back home. Unfortunately I think the chaos here was a bit much for her and we may be suited to an all boys team and her a quieter home. She snapped at the kid yesterday when he walked past her to come inside, literally tried to bite me in a pretty vicious fashion this morning. we were told she can be a bit growly but this was a bit more than that. Bitch1 doesn’t get along with her at all and is my top dog and has had to spend the last 2 days locked up, dog 1 and 2 who are both unfixed are not getting along at all since she came along and they are both hassling the shit out of her and I’m worried dog 1 is going to end up hurting dog 2 or worse they both hurt her.

Sounds like she’s living up to the name…and bring a right bitch..pun intended
You be well rid of no use having a kid, you bit plus unwanted vet bills!