RainaAs soon as he walked out, I picked up the phone and dialed up the kennels to let them know that I would be stopping by later on.“Just so you know, I have an older dog that I’m going to be bringing in,” I told the answering machine. “This is Raina, by the way. Raina Walters. I’ll see you later today if everything goes well.”I hung up and went over to tend to the old, tired little dog that that guy had brought in just a few minutes before.“Hey, boy,” I said softly, petting the rough fur on his head. “Don’t know how you managed to end up here, but you’re in good hands now, okay?”The dog snuffled, as though acknowledging what I was saying to him and thanking me for my effort.“You shouldn’t be thanking me,” I told him gently. “You should thank that guy who brought you in here. And if you could get him to call me, too, that would be great.”I shook my head at myself. I needed to get my shit together. I was asking a dog for help with dating? Yeah, it was hardly my proudest moment.
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