Well, It's a beautiful day today, and like most people, I've been stuck inside working. I'm one of the lucky ones, though. It's 4:00 and I'm finished. I guess I'll go to the dog park with Frisky.

A couple of months ago, I met this cute guy at the park. He was with his dog, whose ass frisky was busy sniffing. "Just checking his I.D." I always say. Anyway, after a short conversation, I was on my way back to my car, when I thought, Hmmm, he was cute, kinda charming, the right age group, I should have asked him if he was single.

Even though I had never met this guy before and for all I knew he was an axe murderer, in the next few weeks my mind would occasionally flash on him, wondering if maybe he was just my type. I vowed that if I saw him again, I would have the nerve to ask him if he was single.

Well, there I was at the park one day, when Frisky ran toward another dog and they began to sniff each other's butts like it was their last butt-sniff on earth. It was this dude's dog! So I casually wandered over to say hi to him, and he was with his MOM!! Not that there's anything wrong with a guy walking dogs with his mom, but I can't very well hit on him with his mummy watching! So we said our hellos, had a short conversation, and I went on my way. I haven't run into him since, though Frisky has been going on A LOT of walks. In fact, I think the little guy could use a walk at the park right now, unselfish as I am.