He still loves me.
Even though I cannot dance the rhumba any more he still comes to visit me.
Isn't he just the most wonderfulest studmuffin?
He stops by on his way to his pen to give me a big MAAAAAA hello.
He says I'm still the one who gets his tongue wagging.
Isn't he sweet?
Or disgusting - I'm not quite sure.
Whatever!
At least he cares enough to say hello.
Especially with all those other does around.
Harumph!
