Exercise - Gramma Gets A Puppy

The grandson wanted to travel over the Christmas – New Year’s holiday, so he asked his grandma to watch over his new medium sized, pound retrieved puppy for the holiday. His cunning was very good, with the reasoning that she – ‘Brigitte’ would keep Gram company and protect her. The grandson didn’t know quite enough at age nineteen about sex and the seasons. You recall those seasons of physical evolution that are different from male and female. Similar though between dog or human. It had slipped Grandson’s young mind, that Brigitte wasn’t spayed at the pound. So with all the Christmas colors available, Brigitte was suddenly spotting red. Here and there, amidst the holiday green. It took Gramma a moment, and then she set about curing the matter in the way only a lady could. Undergarments were augmented for tails, a Christmas pin for tightening and an absorbing paper product was hidden in Brigitte’s dual-purpose animal-human panties. Lest we say, the short walks in the backyard in the winter air was good for Gram. Brigitte was a bit crampy, but came around to bond. Holiday joy had returned now that the woman-to-woman thing had been resolved and where fresh baked holiday cookies were good from the table or the floor now. Her Grandson would have an ‘it’ when he returned.