My dog has a girlfriend. Her name is Rosie and she’s some type of small white Shitzhu mix, but it’s hard to tell because she’s constantly the color of dust. She’s very sweet and comes over from time to time because her parents, my neighbors, aren’t exactly winning Pet Owners of Year. Last night she pulled the ultimate teenager move and snuck out at 10pm to see him.
I like Rosie a lot – she’s very sweet. I can tell that Watson really cares about her, or as much as his post-fixed male doggy brain can. He gets excited when she’s outside, loves to chase her around our backyard, and they go on short exploratory outings throughout our neighborhood together. They seem very happy, but it’s too early to tell if it’s meant for the long run.
My dog has a girlfriend, and I’m jealous…of my dog.