I met a GUY....

FIRST:  Facebook has been a total pie-Bleep-hole today.  Constantly unavailable, hardly posting a single comment.  Heaven forbid I try to 'Like' someone's comment.  So don't think FW is bein' all dissy-prissy.  I just can't get anything posted over there.

SECONDLY:  Yeah!  I totally met a guy!  I know, y'all are all "But FW!!!  For Shame!  You are a married woman!  And, we were all under the impression that you were 'happily' in that married state."

Don't get your undies wadded up.  I met a guy, with a GUY for Brandi...  But, it didn't work out. LOL!

I was getting out of my Chariot at the local Wally-World, and I saw this guy loading some stuff in his truck next to me.  He was on his phone and having a conversation with his/Mom/Sister/Girlfriend/Wife about toilet paper and tea or something; oh and bread, WHEAT bread. I think his shopping list was being evaluated.

Anyhow, there was this HUGE big BLACK DOG in the back of the truck (also black, coincidence?).  Just a droolin'a and a'lookin' all friendly and all of that.  He was standing up on the side of the bed at about ten feet in the air.  THEN, I recognized the face...  Mastiff???   I didn't know they came in black....

Apparently, they do.  This dog was "Italian" or something.  The guy wasn't totally sure -- leaving me with the assumption he didn't get his pup directly from a breeder.  But, the dog obviously had a love for (and lotsa' drool for) his owner. :-)  Sooo sweeeet!

So, I mention to the guy, "Hey?  Is that a.....Mastiff?"

The GUY:  "Yeah...Italian?   Oh, I get confused..."

ME:  "He's black!  I didn't think there was a breed in black, but then I don't follow all the breeds."

GUY: [Rubbing extremely large dog with red looking eyes] "Yep."

ME:  "I have an English Mastiff...  [Pause]  She's the BEST dog I've EVER had."

GUY:  "You have a female?"  [insert large smile]

ME:  "Yeah!  We adopted...  Just love her!"

GUY:  "You wanna' breed?" *SNICKER*SNORT*

ME:  [Really wanting to, I've thought about it -- hate that she's fixed...]  Oh, she's fixed.  We adopted her from animal control..."

GUY:  "Oh, that's sad [that someone would give up such a great breed]...."

ME:  "I know...  Otherwise, I'd TOTALLY LOVE TO..."

We exchange courtesies and I give his big dog another loving glance....  Then, I head off to grocery shop while he heads home with his toilet paper, tea, [WHEAT] bread and what not....

I will add.  His Mastiff was probably a year or two younger than Brandi -- and a few pounds, just a hair or two, lighter...  he he he!  My sweet, loveable, full-figured Gal! :-)

I met a GUY....