The Dog Park

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After a long custody battle, and weeks of fighting with the ex. The judge finally gave us his decision, and I won. I got to keep my boy. Tug, a three-year-old black and white Husky. Now he lives with me in my new place. It’s a condo that actually allows pets. One of the few reasons I got this place. It’s got this nice open, fenced in area just for the dogs. All they ask is that you clean up after Fido drops a A. That, and don’t leave your dog unattended. It’s a park, not a kennel. That and it also has a really nice pool and spa room. I take Tug down to the park every day after work. Rain or shine. Although Tug doesn’t really care for the rain. He’ll make a quick pit stop on the walk there, and then he’s done if it’s raining. He’s also fairly good with the other dogs there. Most of them frolic and play around. A couple of them don’t get along, but after all, isvecbahis they’re just dogs. It was a nice sunny day when I got home. I grabbed our water bottles, and Tug’s leash, and we headed down to the park. I was letting him roam around, watching him make his usual stops, when a young lady came in with her little dog. I hadn’t seen her here before. A nice little tan, and white Corgi. She unhooked her dog and watched as it made a mad dash for Tug. After a brief nose to nose stand-off, both Tug and the corgi went to running around. “Does your dog play well with others?” she asked. I looked to see Tug on a full sprint along the back fence. The little corgi following well behind. That was the fastest I’ve ever seen him run. Then her came to a complete stop, crouched down, and let the corgi catch up to him. Once it got close, Tug went back into a full sprint the isveçbahis giriş other way. I told the young lady that if her dog likes running, they’ll get along just fine. She introduced herself as Ashley, and her dog was Sasha. A two-year-old corgi that was a gift from her ex. She didn’t have to take him to court to fight for Sasha like I did with Tug. Ashley sat next to me on the bench. I introduced myself, and we talked as we watched the dogs play. She had just moved out here to get away from her ex, to start a new life for herself. I could see that Sasha was starting to wear down Tug. His sprints were getting shorter and his breaks were getting a little longer. After another quick dash across the park, Tug laid down. He panted as Sasha ran little circles around him. Ashley was amused by the way the dogs interacted with each other. Even making this isveçbahis yeni giriş little comment about how typical of a male species he was being. When I asked her to elaborate further she just smiled. “Like most men, they start off strong. Then after a few minutes they tire out. Then after they get what they want. It’s sleepy time.” Ouch. She must have been in one of those relationships. The kind were he only thought of his needs, not hers. That wasn’t the case between me and my ex. Our issue was more outside interference than anything else. In short, someone was interfering with her pussy when I wasn’t around. I didn’t tell Ashley that part of my history. I didn’t want her to think I was just like her ex. Ashley is a good-looking woman. Dark auburn hair, slender build, average tits, and sapphire blue eyes. My guess would be she’s mid to late twenties. The way she conducted herself, she sounded like a well-educated, professional, career minded woman. She was well-dressed in a light jacket, and a dark skirt. Dark heels that made me think that she doesn’t work on her feet all day.

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