Questionably Fabulous

My family is back from vacation and I have to admit, I’m excited to see them but oh so very sad to be saying goodbye to my summer camp friends.  

Especially my girlfriend.  

As you well know I’m not the most social of dogs, I rarely make friends but I have had two girlfriends in the past.  I definitely get along better with bitches (official name for female dogs).  Anyway, Chewy was my first love.  I’d air hump around her doing circles and she’d sometimes let me curl up in her feet.  She was a huge Chesapeake Bay Retriever.  My second girlfriend and I did not get along at all when we first met.  But we had an explosive love affair – I will admit that sometimes I’d be grouchy and I’d snarl at her.  We don’t talk anymore, I sure hope Raven is doing ok, she was a Red Doberman Pincher.  I guess you could say that I have a thing for BIG GIRLS  

At summer camp I met Cooter.  She’s an oversized Newfoundland with raven hair and droopy eyes.  I smelled her the second I got to camp (the kennel) and every time I would walk by her run I’d lift my leg and pee a little, teasing her a tad while letter her smell how manly I was.  After the second day she’d start to turn her butt to the cage door whenever I’d walk by and gradually everyone knew we were going steady.  

I am hoping that Cooter and I will keep in touch, but since neither of us can write or use phones or whatever its unlikely…  Alas, puppy love…