Justin and I took Yeti out for her last walk of the evening.
At the same time, the young neighbor boy the next house over was seeing his girlfriend out; her ride was waiting in the street, car running, lights on.
He was going in for a goodnight embrace of some sort just as we passed, but Yeti interrupted -- shoving her needle nose between them looking for some love herself with her helicopter tail aloft and circling.
It was just a little bit awkward for us all.
And also hilarious.
About Me
- Susanne
- I grew up on a farm in South Dakota, went to school in Iowa and then Nebraska, lived by a lake in Minnesota, and now, a trio of Italian markets in Connecticut. I'd love to build a farmyard still with my brother back in South Dakota and market the moonshine as Duke and Ace Whiskey, which everyone would love -- because how could you not love a whiskey named after dogs? Only I don't actually like whiskey. And my brother has plans of his own. So now I dream about a bakery.
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