So, today I took Snuggles and Cuddles for their last puppy shot.  To my surprise, a rather good looking male nurse (is that what you call a vet’s assistant?) came into the waiting room and said “Snuggles?  Cuddles?”  I grabbed the kennel and whispered to the boys that they had better behave while mommy was talking to Mr. Nurse.  I like to think that I’m single because my dogs have run all the available boys off.

Please don’t shatter my dreams, interlings.

When we got to the exam room, Mr. Nurse started playing with the puppies and DARE I SAY IT… almost flirting with me?!?  Either that or he was aiming to win Male Nurse Customer Service Award of the Year.  I’m not sure what he was exactly saying to me as I was too busy making sure his left ring finger was wild and free.

They had to have some blood drawn, so he told me he wanted to take them out of the room because he was afraid it would upset me.  As I handed Snuggles over, I said “Oh, please take care of him.  I really love him.”

DO NOT SHAME ME, INTERLINGS.  It slipped out!

But God bless that male nurse’s heart because he pulled Snuggles to his chest and started patting him on the head.  And then said “Of course I’ll take care of him, just as if he was my own.”

At which point I (of course) said “He CAN be your own as soon as you and I get married!”

Just kidding.

Or am I?

I know I should have been thinking about poor Snuggles’ fate while he was gone, but I’m just gonna go ahead and admit that I was really thinking about how I could casually slip my single status into the conversation when Mr. Nurse returned.  I still didn’t have a plan when he came back, but thankfully, Cuddles had to go back with him.

Who knew having two puppies would buy me so much creative thinking time?

When he came back with Cuddles, we started chatting about the usual puppy stuff.  When the timing was awkward right, I casually said “‘You know, it’s awfully lonely being a single mother.”

I KNOW!  HOW SMART AM I?

But actually, it turns out that I’m not that smart ’cause he said “Oh, you have kids?”

And then there was awkward silence while I tried to figure out a way to explain that I was referring to being a single puppy mother which, in itself, is pretty weird on it’s own.

Needless to say, I didn’t walk out of there with a date.  I did, however, walk out with a certain male nurse carrying the puppies to my car at his insistence.

OH YES HE DID.

In other words, I should be sending ya’ll wedding invitations any day now.  Watch your email.