Clovi-dog is my bestest traveling companion now. When I have errands to run that don't require a lot of time away from the car, he rides shotgun.
So, today we went on a little adventure to the gas station, the bank, a nursery and then finally a drive thru coffee pickup for the Mr. At each stop, the little beast made new acquaintances. By which, I mean, potential girlfriends. Men could only be less interested if I was knitting at the same time.
However, ladies of all ages, races, wealth, whatever your poison, seem to lose all semblance of sophistication and turn into quivering children when faced with 10 pounds of fuzzy dog. Seriously, I already have the Subaru. If I were single, I might be able to find a very pretty girlfriend this way. Of course, I would never use such an innocent for my own nefarious purposes.
All I can say is this - when Mr. gets too irritated and finally chucks me out, I am taking Clo. There is no way he's getting my man his next wife!
