Proposal

[BULLSEYE BILL]

For months Bizzy Bee had been Okiequeenbee's devoted admirer. At long last he had collected sufficient courage to ask her the momentous
question.

"There are quite a lot of advantages to being a bachelor," Bizzy Bee began, "but there comes a time when one longs for the companionship of another being, a being who will regard one as perfect, as an idol; whom one can treat as one's absolute own; who will be kind and faithful when times are hard; who will share one's joys and sorrows."

To his delight, Bizzy Bee saw a sympathetic gleam in Okiequeenbee's eyes. Then she nodded in agreement, "I think it's a wonderful idea!

"Can I help you pick out a puppy?"

[Bizzybee]

How'd you know I been thinking about a new puppy!!

[Hambone]

How'd you know I been thinking about a new puppy!!

Get one of them reggistered, Yeller Dawgs.

[Bizzybee]

I can't for the life of me figure out what I want. There's just so many and I love different things about em all! All I can settle on so far is I want something midsize. Prolly wind up at the animal shelter and see who I can save before to long.

[okiequeenbee]

Well, if I'm to help you choose, it won't be one of those little foo-foo doggies. Perhaps, an Afghan with long, flowing red hair, or maybe a playful, protective Irish Setter, or a bold, intimidating Great Dane.
Ya gotta be careful what you pick up off the street.