While jogging with Drusilla, the awkward puppy drags me right into a tangle of leashes with another pooch and his person.
For the dogs, it’s puppy love at first sight. For us humans, well, I’m certainly not complaining when I get a look at who she’s tangled me with.
Tall, dark, and handsome: this must be Markus, the town’s new veterinarian.
More than one gossiping granny has suggested he’d be perfect for me. Pump the breaks, Gladys, we don’t even know if Krause’s new resident is gay.
Though the dazzling smile he just gave me sure holds a lot of promise.
