In my world, I look for a girl who truly

In my world, I look for a girl who truly loves me. I may have been 13 at the time, and she 16. But age didn't matter to me. I still love her, but does she still love me?

Alas, this is something that has always hounded me. Was it just puppy love, or was it something more? I knew I was ready to unleash my true feelings for her, but what if

I was barking up the wrong tree? My life was ruff but her heart gave me paws. I decided to stop playing poker in this sweet tapestry of life and follow my nose.

As usual, my nose did not lead me astray. I took several deep whiffs of the other dog's butt. Mmmmm. *The park. It was muddy. 2 hours since last pee. Kibbles n bits. Alpo too?* She

turned around suddenly, indignantly, ears back & her tail was definitely not wagging.*Plebian!* she growled.Oh so her Royal Poodleness was too good for the likes of a mutt like me?

Plus, she looked ridiculous with those pink satin ribbons in her hair. I preferred the scrappy bitches. The ones not afraid to get their paws wet. The ones who howled &chased cars.

& let you sniff their butts. That's my kind of bitch. But Fufu had me spellbound. Was it her inaccessibility? Her owner kept her in a frilly dog stroller. Her bodyguard, a Doberman

Little did I know that the object of my affection was a cunning entrepreneuse, who was already marketing the scent of her hinds globally. I found a scratch-n-sniff in her ashtray o

stentatiously discarded by her current paramour. I picked it up & breathed in its heady scent - the closest I'd ever get to her hinds or any other of her parts. Story of my life.