Thanks Sherry. Say, that reminds me of another funny story. When I was little, my dad bred and trained english pointers for a while.
Once, he took me out to one of the dog runs when a pair was breeding. I watched as the deed was done.
Years later we were talking about sex education and how poorly it’s done in US.
He proudly brought up the incident of the dogs, congratulating himself on his openness and so forth.
I hated to burst his bubble but I had to tell him that I had no idea what I’d been looking at, and didn’t connect the dots until years later.
We both got a laugh out of it!