There is ANOTHER woman, though, for my guy: Mary B. Chester has an unmistakable, embarrassing to watch, utter and complete, no holds barred crush on my dear friend Mary.
To wit:
I can't really be jealous. I know folks in committed relationships have crushes and attractions and sometimes make fools of themselves without really cheating. I know that Chester seeing Mary and smelling her and then throwing (THROWING, I tell you) himself at her feet - and you've seen what happens if she wants to sit on the couch - I know it's not about me. And please tell me why I'm anthropomorphizing any of this? I guess the short answer is because I'm human.
God bless dogs. They make love so simple.
There is lots and lots of love. More than enough for us all if we can find it -
Happy Valentine's Day!