Do you now understand what I'm saying?

Hanging out at the dog park is awesome even if you don't have a dog.

I'd even go so far as to say, especially if you don't have a dog.

Nothing to worry about.

You can just sit back, relax, and watch all the owners feign embarrassment

as their dogs all hump each other.

I'm absorbing all those positive puppy vibes and it's just so relaxing. It's like I'm at the spa.

Only I'm the masseuse and all my clients are Boston Terriers, tipping me with generous

widow kisses.

Hello, what's your name?

Hi there, oh, hang on.

Oh, help, help, my boyfriend is turning into a dog.

I need the anecdote.

Before the transformation is complete.

What's the anecdote?

It's a big wet kiss.

Oh!

People are staring.

I think they're catching on that we don't have a dog.

Should we get out of here?

Yeah, maybe we'd better.

You know, getting attacked by a boyfriend-sized puppy made me kind of hungry.

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