What? That’s a totally normal bro thing.
This is my bro Bullseye. He is available for adoption through Mid-America Bully Breed Rescue and is being fostered by Foster Mama’s friend Alyssa (who also fostered the lovely Noodle). He and I became fast bros the other day when we met up at the lake for some swimmings and “who is the fastest” competitions (verdict: we are both the fastest – don’t listen to Bullseye).
I like Bullseye a lot because he is the kinda bro who wants to play with me, but he also knows that sometimes I get nervous and need my space (DINOS 4 LIFE!), so he will back off and go play by himself when I just want to chomp on a stick or drink muddy water alone. Sometimes a bro just needs his alone time, ya know? Bullseye just gets me.
Since Foster Mama has been working on my leash skills (like she goal-ed to), she has been taking me on lots of long walks, and long walks can be boring without a friend (so she says – apparently I don’t talk enough for her – even though I know from her husband that she totally digs the strong silent types!)… so luckily Alyssa has been willing to come out with us while I work on walking nicely with Foster Mama and she doesn’t mind when Foster Mama has to stop to do some trainings because she knows all about that! Oh, and Foster Mama thinks that I learn by Bullseye’s awesome walking examples because I am already walking so much better!
I don’t want to say anything, but I think the reason why I am walking so much better is because Foster Mama and Alyssa walk like 10 bazillion miles on the trails until Bullseye and my paws are about to fall off. But whatever. If she thinks it’s working then cool. Bullseye and I can talk about bro stuff… like noms and hot chicks and stick deathing… and maybe we’ll occasionally sneak in a bro kiss. You know, because we’re comfortable with our masculinity.
It’s totally cool.
XOXO, Moby Wonderdog