So, last night Haku got me a date without even being there.

Went down to the local 7-Eleven in the rain and left Haku at home, because he hates the rain.

I’m standing in the back of the line checkin’ out this lady, and the woman behind the counter starts asking me where my baby is. The lady I’m checkin’ out is feeling all conversational, so she asks, what baby is that? And the checkout woman does all the work for me, telling the curious lady all about Haku and how utterly irresistible he is.

End (and beginning) of story: I have a dog-walking date with Joanna tomorrow.

Arf!