Which may be an American term for Wednesday being the mid-point of the working week, but for Jasper is every day, lately.
He has, increasingly, developed the urge to get frisky, albeit in an awkward, directionless fashion.
Usually it’s an arm, or a leg… He gave it a go whilst stood up against Rocky’s side when he visited… Often, he’ll just stand and arch and hump at nothing.
Vets on Friday, so we’ll ask then if it’s relatively normal. If it should be just a phase, hopefully we can ride it out (excuse the pun) as I wasn’t quite sure I wanted the poor boy emasculated (if you catch my drift) if I could possibly help it.
Watch this space…