Matchmaking: Doggy-style

About Matchmaking: Doggy-style

I've got a dog on the inside. When I come home to find a letter from the ridiculously hot British guy next door, I do an awkward happy dance for the whole neighborhood to see. A letter—so classy, so romantic.

I rip it open, fully expecting a charming, swoon-worthy invitation. Turns out, he’s asking out… my dog. Graham’s rental doesn’t allow pets, and he’s hoping to borrow my ill-behaved puppy for beach walks and park trips.

Is it weird to be jealous when your dog humps the leg of the guy you’re crushing on? Not asking for a friend. It’s love at first bark for Graham and my pup.

But it turns out my furry best friend might be the best matchmaker I could ask for.