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Chapter 27

Girl Talk

Jock knew this was a bad idea. He remembered that day in the meadow. " "What did she call it? The park? " Anyway, he Saw the impending unpleasantness. He remembered how oddly aggressive Lady had been on that day. He did not blame her though. Given Peg's previous history, not that she knew it, it was understandable why Lady might suspect her of trying to steal her husband; even though he was pretty sure she didn't. Still, she seemed determined to go over there and remedy the fact that the two had not gotten off on the right paw. If he had not loved her so much, he wouldn't have agreed to take her. After all, of course he wanted to catch up with his "little sister", but, remembering their fight last week, Jock desperately hoped to avoid getting on her bad side. After all, she was a spaniel, and hell hath no fury to them. "Are you sure you want to do this Peg?" asked Jock.

"Yes," she responded bluntly.

"Do you remember how aggressive she was the other day?"

"Didn't you say she was usually rather friendly," inquired Peg

"Yes, but she hasn't exactly been herself lately. Last week the two of us got into a rather nasty fight," explained Jock. "Though I guess her condition does account for a significant amount of her moodiness."

"She's pregnant right," asked Peg enviously. Jock nodded. "At least I can ask her about it," she commented in a more positive tone. Jock stopped dead in his tracks. "What is wrong my knight?"

"Are you… did I get you… this morning?" uttered Jock, who was trying to hide his sense of panic.

"No, not yet. I was kind of hoping you could help me with that," answered Peg, in a mocking impression of Jock's accent.

"Why do I get the impression that the audience is going to chuckle at that remark," thought Jock to himself. "I wonder though," he pondered. "Is she saying she wants puppies? Am I ready to sire them? Have I gotten past my old prejudices enough to be able to take that step?" That was the real conundrum. "I know they have lightened over the last few weeks thanks in large part to Chulalongkorn (who was both a mixed breed and a cat) and Peg (who had grown up on the other side of the track)," considered the besweatered terrier. The two of them encompassed both of his old prejudices, as well as a third held by almost every dog on the planet.

"What's bothering you laddie," asked the apparent Pekingese.

"Nothing," stammered Jock.

"And my breed isn't originally from China," retorted Peg sarcastically. "Seriously what's bothering you?" The guilty Scotty then took a deep breath and explained the whole situation to her.

"I think you have moved far enough passed them," stated Peg. "Besides, I think going through with that would actually help you with that struggle. But, feel free to talk this over with your cat Friend, the one with the unpronounceable name." She looked back at her husband, still sensing an unanswered question. "Yes, I do want you to fill my belly," answered Peg preemptively. Jock looked at her confused.

"Our regular feedings aren't good enough?" asked the curious dog. Peg silently groaned.

"I mean I want you to get me pregnant," she clarified.

"oh," he responded

"Besides, I know that in certain ways, you want to."

"what do you mean," asked the highlander. She groaned again.

"Is he really this spacey, or is he just pretending," she wondered. "Jock from the moment we laid eyes on each other, you have been looking at me lustfully. Now do you see what I mean?" Jock nodded in embarrassment, as he had been caught with another red paw. "Before you get too embarrassed, it has always astonished me that despite that fact, you've always managed to remain so composed and polite," said the little fluff ball, who was beginning to realize that she had been coming off as somewhat unpleasant.

"Thank you," he responded.

Lady's ears perked up as she saw her old friend approaching. Despite their fight the previous week, Lady deeply respected him. After all, nobody human or canine had been more of a father figure to her than Jock, even if he preferred not to think about it that way. Then her perked ears drooped upon seeing his spouse with him.

"what in the name of the coyote that was once the moon does she want," she grumbled. She then saw the two of them exchange a few words before they approached. He trotted in her direction. He was always happy to see her.

"Lassie," explained Jock. "It is so good to see you. Are you doing well?"

"As well as I can given the current circumstances," answered Lady. "You seem to be a lot calmer than you have been in a number of weeks. What's happened?"

"Well," Jock began as his face reddened. "About why I came, Peg wants to talk to you," managed the Scotty uneasily.

"What the vet does she want," remarked Lady untactfully.

"The cairn only knows," replied Jock".

"Fine," grumbled Lady. "Let me chat with her." The initial encounter was without saying, a little awkward. Essentially, Lady watched her like a hawk to make sure she didn't go anywhere near her husband. Adding to the uncomfortableness was that soon after they began talking, Peg asked Lady if they could speak to each other alone. Lady cautiously agreed to the request.

"So, what did you want to talk about," asked Lady judgmentally.

"I wanted to clear up any misunderstandings between us from a few days ago," explained Peg.

"Okay," began Lady, with a note of suspicion in her voice.

"Look, I am not trying to steel Tramp from you! Furthermore, I have a mate and we pledged ourselves to each other this morning!" shouted Peg, who had clearly had enough of her old friend's mate's protectiveness.

"Oh, forgive me, I am not usually this tense," explained Lady in her usual kind demeanor.

"Now you seem more like you were on the day we met in the pound," remarked Peg.

"Do not push your luck Peg. So, when did you and Jock pledge yourselves to each other?" asked the curious spaniel.

"This morning," answered Peg. "He didn't even realize our living arrangement was a marriage until I directly pointed that out to him." Lady snickered at this.

"What?" asked Peg.

"It is just funny," said Lady.

"I guess you're right," giggled Peg.

"well, knowing how "proper" Jock is, would I be right to assume that you two haven't made love seeing as he only found out this morning," asked Lady somewhat intrusively. Peg looked at her blankly, clearly not understanding the euphemism. Lady took a deep breath and finally managed to say, "Would I be correct to assume that you two haven't mated yet?"

"Oh, we actually did that this morning," stated Peg rather bluntly.

"Really," asked Lady, whose face looked like a kid whose parents had just given them the talk. Peg nodded.

"After we made some verbal promises, which he initiated by the way, he immediately asked if we could consummate our marriage," explained Peg. "But I am pretty sure you and Tramp already know all about that kind of thing, "Added Peg mischievously.

"Hey!" barked Lady. "Keep your snout out of my personal matters," warned Ladies sternly, and hypocritically.

"okay okay okay. In Duamatef's name, have a stomach," responded Peg.

"No wonder he seemed so relaxed. I mean, considering how frustrated he was last week," stated Lady. "Of course, given his sense of "properness" it also isn't that surprising that he didn't ask until he explicitly knew the two of you were married, or that he wanted to verbally take vows."

"what do you mean by the first part," asked Peg. Lady took another deep breath and explain the events of the previous week to her. "Funny you should mention that. When we were coming over, I informed Jock that I wanted him to… that I wanted to have puppies with him, and he got all unsure about it," she explained.

"Why?" asked Lady

"He said he wasn't sure if he has moved far enough passed his old prejudices," answered Peg.

"Wait, how do you find out about his prejudices," asked Lady.

"I learned about them the day we first met, after catching him with that cat with the unpronounceable name," informed Peg. Lady snickered again.

"What's so funny?" repeated Peg.

"What you said is so true," answered Lady a second time. "But wait, if you know of his "prejudices", how are you able to get along with him so well?"

"I was touched by the fact he was trying to remedy his own shortcomings, and he was at my paws begging for forgiveness. I just couldn't leave him like that, not with how much he clearly liked me. Last night, he repaid my favor by forgiving my past vices," explained Peg.

"Really?" gasped the spaniel. The pseudo-Tibetan spaniel nodded. Lady thought for a second.

"well, it would seem that letting that slide would go against his values. On the other paw, he has never been the type to hold a grudge. I wonder though, is his hesitation about siring cross breed puppies, or is he worried about his prejudice getting in the way of his loving them? Then again, I don't see how he could not love his own progeny. In that case what does he have to worry about" pondered Lady.

"I told him I think he had made enough progress biting his old prejudices, and that I thought it would help him in this regard," stated Peg, who was trying to restart the conversation.

"I agree with you", stated Lady in agreement. " Could you please tell Jock I think he would make an excellent father," requested Lady.

"I will," answered Peg.

"One more thing, can you go get your husband. There is something I have to explain to the two of you," asked the significantly calmer cocker spaniel. "Oh, and I'll give you some personal female to female advice, being pregnant is not actually as romantic as it sounds."

Lady took a deep breath and began. "you two may have encountered this already, but in case you haven't, there seems to be a bit of a difference in the vocabulary for certain," Lady gulped, instinctual things between the two sides of the track." Suddenly, Jock remember the strange expression Peg had used, and Peg remembered the weird expression Lady had used. Both of them realized what had happened. "Anyway, it might take a bit of time before you two can comfortably talk about this kind of thing. Until then, consider wording things objectively, use veterinarian's terms if you have to," explained Lady. "Just be kind of careful with the last one," she warned.

"why?" asked Peg.

"Jock didn't tell you about his conversation with Trusty almost a week ago?" asked Lady who instinctively knew that he hadn't.

"yo you you know about that?" stuttered the little terrier. Lady nodded and told him, "Trusty told me."

"That bloody hound," mumbled Jock.

"What happened? " asked Peg.

"please don't tell her, lassie," pleaded the Scotty.

"Now I definitely have to hear this," laughed Peg maniacally.

Lady snickered. "All right Peg, Jock fainted when Trusty said the word," Lady gulped, "penis, to him," revealed Lady. Peg burst out laughing. When she noticed her mate had begun to look a little dizzy after hearing that word, she started laughing even harder. Lady then looked at Jock with and insincere apologetic expression. "She would've found that out some way," she whispered.

Also, for you and Tramp," began Peg. "One thing he likes…" and whispered the rest into her year.

"Thank you," uttered the blushing cocker spaniel.

"I think we best be going, me, my knight in black fur armor, and his penis," Peg teased.

"I am never going to live this down," grumbled Jock.

"Depends what you do with it," Peg whispered into his ear.

"All right, let's head back," said the lightheaded Terrier.

"For Dog's sake, does she ever take her mind out of the gutter," wondered Lady.

"What were you thinking about when I was talking to your friend Lady," asked Peg.

"Well…" began Jock.

"It was me, wasn't it," answered Peg. "If you would like to mate when we get back, I would be up for it."

"It's not that, I'm just not sure I have grown enough to sire little ones with you," explained Jock.

"Well, as I said earlier if you need to talk this over with your friend, feel free," consoled Peg. "Besides, even if you decide fatherhood isn't for you, I can probably find other ways to give you the relief you so obviously need," she whispered into his ear. Upon hearing this the little terrier blushed. He then wondered "Am I the only one who ever bothers to know Chulalongkorn's name?"