I Have a Secret

I fell in love with a therapy schnauzer.

He lives in Singapore. He’s so handsome, but his kind heart is the thing that had me wanting to cross the ocean. He’s a really special fella. I read his stories and my heart flutters. I’ve never officially sniffed his butt; however, the potential was there. Then one day, out of the blue, he announces to the world something he conveniently forgot to mention.

He’s married.

I kid you not. There are pictures and everything. He and his little schnauzy wifey look like the picture you’ve seen of the man and woman standing in a field, she looks severe and dour, he looks completely miserable, never smiling.

Yeah, Onyx has a wife. (And would you look at the ears on that woman. Down girl, lay ‘em down honey. Mom told me that's a catty remark. My ears aren't particularly small, but they do lay down. I'm sorry for being catty, meow.) 

He really is a wonderful specimen, so kind. He just happens to be married. Not for me. 

xoxo

Maggie Rose the Schnauzer