A year ago, I discovered the joys of having a female dog who apparently is not fixed. We thought she was. She was a rescue. But to our surprise she wasn’t.
So, in between conference calls one day, I retrofitted some Loony Tunes underwear with a Maxi-Pad and cut out a little hole for the dog’s tail. You really haven’t lived until you MacGuyver-ed tidy whiteys and a maxipad to put on your dog.
That started the process of my younger children learning about the facts of life in an very interesting way.
Fast forward a few months and that dog isn’t fixed. I don’t know how time magically flew by and I forgot to make the Vet appointment. I’d always planned on having her fixed. Whoops.
Well, she’s doing what my younger children call “leaking”. They call from the house. When I was in out of town recently, my mother DM’ed me on Twitter – cause she knows how to get ahold of me, right? – and said “Yeah, uh, Molly’s in season again. Plan A: Put her in her kennel until I hear from you. Plan B: Keep her there.”
What do I do? So I told her where the doggie diapers I’d bought are kept and we’re muddling through.
What’s interesting about this is, well, there’s a lot interesting about this, but the most interesting is the kids ask questions. And it has forced us to be very matter of fact about what’s happening to Molly, about reproduction, it’s quite interesting.
My oldest son asked us specifically not to explain the bird and the bees to him. He said, “Can you guys please just buy a book from Amazon and give it to me to read myself?” Um, yeah! It worked beautifully.
So life, as imperfect as ever, has altered my plans on explaining the facts of life to the younger kids. Amazon can’t rescue us from the reality of a leaking doggie.