Love like Johnny & June
This is Cash. He’s the man in black … a terminal bachelor … a doggie desperado. The problem with being a bachelor, however, is that things get pretty lonely around the homestead. Oh, sure there are kids to play with and laps to sprawl on even though he’s too big to be a lapdog and too rough on the poor couch — whatever. Life is pretty darned good even though there’s no one to ride off into the proverbial sunset with. And I mean sure — every once in awhile he makes his escape and pays a visit to Rosie, the harlot dog down the road, but it’s not a romance, really. And he always has to pay for it in the end (with a good scolding and a bath, of course).
You should be ashamed, Cash!
Yes, yes you should. It’s shameful the way that little trollop prances around when she knows you’re near. It’s a disgrace. No, don’t give me those puppy dog eyes. It’s high time you settled down with a respectable girl!
What’s that? You prefer blondes to brunettes?
I have someone I’d like you to meet …
I rescued this sweet young thing from the dog pound today. I’d been checking the website this week, keeping tabs on a lovely golden retriever (it’s available 5/18 if you’re near Carroll County, Ohio and in search of a nice dog!), but this afternoon this girl appeared on the website. I called, then loaded up the kids and went to retrieve this Labrador. She’d only been there a few hours.
So far she’s a lovely lady with an energetic, but polite personality. And unlike Cash who feels the man of the house is his boss, this girl follows me around like a … puppy.
I think she’ll make an excellent partner for Cash.
So I named her Carter.