That’s how it goes, I guess.
Then I sat there for what felt like months, trying to be cool.
Just sitting here petting Boudica
Whom I love
Very soft Boudica
Everything totally fine over here
(Should I run up and do some quick googling?)
Just chillin with my dog ya know
He took her face in his palms and tilted her head in different directions. (She gave him a gentle kiss.)
I said we had.
I said that we were.
Mitch rolled his eyes. “Girl mushers,” he muttered. We knew he loved it.
“Come on, hon,” I cooed to her that night, pulling her toward the cabin. She waddled as slowly as possible, eyes wide.