Bonnie’s remark caught me off-guard.
“My next dog is going to have a big tongue.”
My girlfriend’s little beagle was enthusiastically licking her hand when she
said it. We had been drinking tequila. Alcohol always makes Bonnie more
uninhibited, but even so I was a little shocked at what she had said.
“Why’s that?” I asked, trying to sound naive.
“Because they say you can train a dog to do anything.” she replied.
“I hear peanut butter works well.” I offered, dropping all pretense of not
understanding what she meant.
“I’ll have to remember that.” she laughed.
Bonnie frequently made risqu comments when she drank. I was never quite sure
how serious she was. I think shocking me and keeping me guessing was part of
the enjoyment she got out of it. (more…)