Our Dogs match, We Should Mate

First off the weather this weekend sucked here in San Diego...


So a while back I told Occupy that I met a guy on one of my walks that has a 3 year old Lhasa Apso.  Occupy immediately asks if I though the guy was cute. Of course I thought he was cute. The man was beyond handsome.  He had beautiful twisted locks, smooth chocolate skin, big juicy kissable lips and he has the same dog as me. The dog's name was Skittles.


Occupy decided that I should walk my dog around his house again to see if I could once again strike up a conversation with said hottie and his dog. If only life were that simple. I'm sure in what ever universe Occupy, er occupies, stalker charges don't exist.


Let me say that before my couch was invaded I did go back that way in hopes of seeing Fine and Sexy. I didn't see him and Chewy doesn't like taking that route. It's too noisy and has too much traffic on the road for him to feel safe.


Sounds like a cop out? Yes. But would I rather be a cliche of matching Lhasa? NO!!! I don't care how cute a pair of Lhasa Apso's are, somethings just scream lame.


If I had a female bestie local, I could totally run this by her, alas all my besties are back in Boston, or Norfolk or Yokosuka. I really need to get out.


So every time I say to Occupy I need a date. He always brings up Fine and Sexy. He imagines little doggy play dates and walks to the park where our dogs Chewy and Skittles romp together. I think he's on to something. Just not the right something.


Now I'm reminded of that super cheesy movie, Must Love Dogs. I didn't see the movie because I read the book. Back when I used to by my books from CVS. I've entered a new market of guys. I can now date guys that like dogs. I mean I dated them before but I never considered them a separate group.


So if I really wanted a date once in a while, I could trot my happy butt on to Plenty of Fish and demand that all persons interested have to be a dog lover, or at least a fan.  Even though that site does not work like that. Anyway all this is in an effort to avoid stalking Fine and Sexy.


Who knows maybe the weather in San Diego will get better and I can pretend I'm not stalking him. Or I  could do like I did when I was still in the service and Carry On Smartly. You never really know. But if you ask my buddy Occupy, he'd tell me, and you, I'm missing an opportunity.