Last year I mentioned that Max had been offered a shag and today was the day. Toni called and then brought his dog over to let them work their magic.
We were a little nervous because we'd (he'd) never been set up on a blind date before. She is a lovely looking dog and we 'introduced' them prior to leaving them with a bottle of wine and a packet of fags.
Well, did she want to know? She was about as receptive as I will be to voting labour. No way José. Even if all he wanted was sniff she growled at him. Poor old Max. Talk about leading a guy down the garden path. He was well up for it and she didn't want to know.
Ring any bells boys?
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But all we want to know is.... Where was Minnie during all this? Poor old Min, having to put up with "the other woman"... ;o)
A kind soul took her out for a walk whilst Max got ready for the dirty deed. When she got back she could smell a rat (Max) or at the very least she had thought that Max had been unfaithful. Poor Min and, by definition, poor Max.
Poor Maxie. So near and yet so far....
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