Dexter’s Day: Molly x 3
What’s a boy to do?
I cannot help being so very handsome
And shiny and cute and gorgeous.
My Daddy has the same problem
Mummy just doesn’t ”get it”:
I mean, it’s not our fault that the ladies
Find us so attractive, is it?
Yes, I met another female yesterday .
She was so pretty.
And older than me
Only by 6 years
But she had cute curls and a lovely wiggle.
After an appropriate amount of time,
Two sniffs and lick,
I met her parents –
Then tried to, erm, ”love her” –
But both my Mummy and her Mummy stopped us!
Seems we have to go ”courting first”,
Then discuss prospects!
(I only wanted a quickie!)
Anyway, the GOOD thing is,
I’m in wuff with 5 other females I meet on walks:
Three of them are called Molly:
This new one from yesterday
And two on the Kissonerga walk –
So at least I don’t need to worry about calling them
By the wrong name when we are cuddling!
Mummy says I’m becoming a cad!
Daddy patted me on the back
And gave me a cigar
(only joking – he didn’t pat me on the back!).
Anyway, I’m thinking a lot about new Molly.
She might be the ONE!
Or at least the one in Latchi.
So many doggies, so little time.
I need to sleep…..
wuff and wags