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By Rosalie Capri So there I was again; another dinner date. The bread had not even hit the table yet, and my mind started wandering. I tried to. Hi Auntie, My boyfriend will check out girls obsessively, like, all the time. I see him once a month and even during that time, he will constantly. This is funnier (yes that's a word) than every Family Circus ever written combined and most of Andy Capp. yesimustaoglu.comForeskin December 28th.

And there are poodles of reminders that that dating is ruff. That guy who seems like a Great Dane but makes you feel like a bit-cheap. That sweet lady that tramples your heart.

For now, dog puns and the tail of my worst date. Maybe a tour guide from Berlin or farm girl from Sydney — who can resist a German Pointer or an Australian shepherd? Or even a sassy Parisian.

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I saw her in line to shed her coat — woof, what a foxhound. Definitely not husky and she knew how to wear heel. A certain president would call her a canine out of Buuutt…I assumed she had a mate.

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How like me, to always be sniffing around for butts. Yet this time I decided to Beagle bold.

So I go fetch my jacket and say hi Chihuahua. She takes out a yellow highlighter and writes her number — a golden doodle.

Looks like every dog has his day. The next week we meet at a cockapoo-tail bar.

For whatever reason, shiba xays inu me. As we lap up our drinks, she seems to be sniffing around elsewhere. The date is becoming terrier and terrier.

I turn to the DC question — what do you bouvier? I tell her I work on Africa at a government bowreacracy. A malamute of silence passes.

What ticked her off? As I must, I love dogs.

My self worth started to rot-weil-I sat there. Her un-humanness was clarifying.

Maybe I dachshund a bullet. But when they go bow, we go high. Bark less, wag more as you keep searching for that hot dog that gives you a new leash on life.

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