We found a nice spot right next to a little pile of doggie doo. It was already congealed, so this was prime real estate.
And we met some good friends, so our outing was great.
One of these friends says that she is waiting for Coco to turn eighteen so she can finally marry him. He likes her, too.
Yesterday he asked her, "Are you into Transformers?"
She thought he was trying to talk to her about toys he likes, but I - as an awkward male - know different: he was prepping her to ask her to the movies when Transformers II comes out.