Ever since Scout came to live with us, she’s been telling me how disappointed she is with our social behaviors. Her poor little puppy brain couldn’t wrap itself around the fact that, “HEY. There are KIDS across the street, and you don’t KNOW THEM? What were you thinking!?!” I’ve tried to console her, saying, “I was thinking about re-arranging the furniture and what I would cook for dinner, and I was thinking about how many kCals are in a cup of Medium Fat Meat because that’s what my teacher told me to think about. I’m sorry.”

So yesterday after taking her for her evening walk, she took matters into her own paws, introducing us to the across-the-street neighbors via the place in the human heart that loves puppies.

I did not realize that a dog could be such a useful social networking tool. Honestly, I know that dudes have been getting dogs to get girls for centuries, and vice versa, but wow. In 3 seconds, I went from “perfect stranger that rents space next door to the space that we occupy” to “BFF who has a dog with the same name as a cat that we have, isn’t that awesome, do you like wine?”

Yes. I like wine. Nice to meet you, too.

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unrelated: these two sentences were just spoken to me, in this succession, by the same person, back to back: “Trust me, I know everything.” & “Is there a place where I can pull up a website?”