Sunday, February 28, 2010

A Couple Verboten

We have a couple in our pack. This news was just released, to the amazement of everyone.

Weredog couplings are forbidden, as most of you know, for various reasons.

Sometimes weredogs will pair off, sexually and platonically, and move around together. It is rare, but happens.

Some in our pack did some loud growling. Not me. How could I? I could not, due to my relationship with Dionna. Although, many in the pack have justified that, saying it was for diplomatic purposes. Yeah. Right. Whatever works.

Thursday, February 25, 2010

Jason

Jason contacted me. He is operating again, has new recruits, a new plan. And he says he knows about neos, and about weredogs. He says we need to talk.

Fucking great.

Sunday, February 21, 2010

Caitlyn

Caitlyn is living with Warin. She seems to be adjusting well, better than I hoped.

It is hard transitioning from human, or dog, to were. It is hard enough for an adult. It is extremely problematic for subadutls, kids, teens, or, worse, children. It can be fatal for small children, is always so for infants.

All pack members have been helping out, going to Warin's to lend what paw they can.

One issue is that we age very slowly. The were genome and the transitioning process provide some rejuvenation benefits that we do not even fully understand. Weredog scientists have been studying it for a long time.

So, Caitlyn will be a girl for much longer than she would have. That poses problems. She could be looking at centuries of adolescence. Not good.

Wednesday, February 17, 2010

Have a Howl

Got out last night. Went over to Warin's to see how he and Caitlyn are doing. Warin was trying to teach her to howl.

Your howl is important. Everyone has a howl.

Some dogs forget their howl. Most people forgot their howl. Only we weredogs have a firm bite on our howl. OK, maybe werewolves, certainly wolves. And I have known some great dog howlers.

Knowing your authentic howl is essential to knowing who you are. A howl originates in the deepest blast furnace that is your soul, way down deep in your belly. It brings up with it a lot of ballast.

During a full moon, even humans are drawn to their howl. For proof ask any paramedic or cop. They will tell you that things, and people, are crazier on nights of a full moon.

Allen Ginsberg knew about howling. Actually, he was a werewolf. Kerouac, ironically, was a weredog. Their friendship nearly brought our two races together. But it was not meant to be.

Caitlyn still has to work on her howl. But she is still in transition.

I feel like a howl. Or two.

Sunday, February 7, 2010

Weresex

Yes, weredogs can have sex. No, we cannot procreate. It is the price we pay for weredom and longevity. Some consider it a blessing, some a curse. Weredogs, and, I assume, werewolves, are divided on which it is.

There is an exception: weredogs and werewolves. I'll come back to this.

When we are dogs we only have sex with dogs, are only attracted to dogs. When we are human we only have sex with humans. Same attraction. When in wereform things get a bit more complicated, crazy.

We are not particularly sexual in wereform. It is not good stay remain in wereform for too long. But we are easily aroused and incited in wereform. The longest one can maintain wereform is several days, without being overcome with exhaustion.

Werefolk do not possess the same sexual morals as humans. Matter of fact, I am not sure we possess any sexual morals at all. We do not understand the puritanical restraint, and denial, that runs through Christianity, the nihilistic sexual attitudes that run through Islam, and probably all fundamentalisms.

There is a great song from the 60s wherein the refrain is "Love the one you're with." That could be the werecanine anthem. I swear.

Arousal is a constant companion for the weredog. I read once that "sex is violence." I don't agree. I say "sex can be violence." But, I do believe that that derive from the same primal place, in both dogs and men, and every other mammal. Thus, one can be sexually aroused by violence, and vice versa. And in a state of arousal, one's appetites can go many ways. I often want sex after a night patrol, especially if we made contact.

Courtship is not a necessity for weredogs. It is not possible for us much of the time. But, being dogs, companionship is a strong attractor for us.

But, it does have its benefits. For example, birth control is not an
issue for us. A weredog never has to worry if he, or she, has rubbers
readily available.

Safe sex is not a concern. We cannot catch that sort of disease.
There are diseases we fear. But, not those.

So, STDs and pregnancy are not concerns for us, nor are HIV or AIDS. But, we can get rug burns and other friction, or abrasive, wounds. Usually, they are worth it.

The great taboo is any sexual liaison between weredogs and werewolves. It is verboten. But, as you know if you have ben reading this blog long enough, that line gets crossed.

There are many reasons for this attitude about weredogs and werewolves. One is the many millennias of animosities and warfare between us. But, also, is the problem of offspring.

Hybrids are often problematic, between any two species. But, the offspring from weredogs and werewolves are very erratic and unpredictable, even to wolves. In times past, if found out by weredogs, they were put to death. There are stories that often they found reluctant refuge with werewolves.

About 10,000 years ago there were some dogs and wolves that got too much into mixing. Their off-spring rose up, created a kingdom of weredogwolves, killed or oppressed all the dogs, wolves and people in the area. It took several centuries for the combined efforts of dogs, wolves and people to overthrow them and wipe them all out. It almost soured the whole dog-man gig. But, Humans forgot. It was their pre-history. But, weredogs and werewolves never forgot.

It is also verboten for weredogs to become sexually entangled with the humans with whom they live. It is too risky, too easy to slip up and be found out.

So, Eldon knows all this. But, he has admitted to Warin and I that he is in love with this woman, Delicia. I asked him, "What kind of love are we talking here? More the infatuation kind, or the can't think straight kind?" He did not answer, just ducked his head and gave me the kind of look a puppy makes when he doodoos on the carpet.

"Ah hell," was all I could say.

Chester

Saturday, February 6, 2010

Eldon and Delicia

Eldon is a member of our pack. He lives with a woman who is divorced five times and who has accrued a small fortune in settlements from her ex-husbands.

Jack knows her, sees her at the gym. He says she has as perfect a body as is possible. She works out every day, sometimes twice.

Eldon says that she is 42, that she tends to target doctors and lawyers, and that she just got back on the hunt.

Her name is Delicia. I have seen her. The name is appropriate. She is quite delicious.

Eldon is in love with Delicia.

This is causing some tension within the pack. That sort of thing is strictly verboten. But, like all the forbidden, it happens, of course.

Why? you might ask. I will attempt an explanation.