A Grand Doggie Affair

on Feb 6, 2024

"Bowie has a girlfriend," I announced to my husband. "She's a golden retriever and her name is Susie."

"That's unlikely," he said. "Did you forget that he's neutered?"

"He can still enjoy a girl dog's company," I replied.

I looked over at Bowie sprawled out on the living room rug. He had just returned from his daily midday walk with several other dogs, including the cute new retriever. According to the dog walker, Bowie and Susie had become very close and walked next to each other each time they went out. It may not have been a mad, torrid affair, but it certainly seemed to be a small canine romance.

I could see what he saw in her. She was cute and petite, well-mannered and could fetch a ball like nobody's business.

Susie was actually the dog walker's new dog, and he and I were both pleased with the match. We wondered if we should announce their engagement and start a registry for them so they could get his and hers matching dog food bowls and a nice, big dog bed built for two. I wondered if maybe we should send them on a doggiemoon, at a place that had a great pool with a swim-up bar that served Milk-Bone margaritas.

Things between the two of them seemed to be going along doggone well. But then one day, I noticed something different.

"Where's Susie?" I asked my dog walker.

"Oh, she's home," he said. "She got THE surgery."

I nodded. Then I looked at the group and noticed a new dog.

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