Since everybody always told me that walking a dog would be a good way to meet women, I finally broke down and purchased one.
The jogger she nipped was a woman.
So was the first officer who responded to the jogger’s cry for help, the doctor who stopped to assist, and the crone who waved an umbrella at me while mumbling obscenities until the ambulance arrived.
My lawyer was a woman, as was the judge who decided in the jogger’s favor.
Everybody was right. Walking my dog, I met lots of women.
From now on I think I’ll stick to the personals.
Over five hundred of Stephen D. Rogers‘ stories and poems have been selected to appear in over two hundred publications. His website, www.stephendrogers.com, includes a list of new and upcoming titles as well as other timely information.
