“He looks ridiculous and I feel guilty as hell,” I muttered into the phone as we entered the yard. I had gotten it into my head that now that I was a home owner, I had to have a dog in order to complete the picture. The gate swung closed with a creak behind me, nearly drowning out my mother’s throaty chuckle.
“Its part of being a responsible pet owner,” she said gently. “Rufus doesn’t care that he’s been neutered.”
“I care, Ma!” I shouted. The neighbor startled at my loudness but I waved a hand and returned my attention to my conversation, my voice a little quieter, “I took him to that place and they hacked off his balls!”
She laughed again. My mother was awesome. When I had come out, she’d barely blinked an eye. When I had told her I was moving out and into my own home, she’d cried like a baby and helped me pack.
“Casey, honey, I promise. Your dog really doesn’t care. You only do because you’re thinking how you would feel if it happened to you.”
I gave an involuntary yelp and covered my crotch with my free hand, letting Rufus’s lead fall from my hand. There was a second of panic that he was free, but the yard was fenced and the gate was closed. He set about sniffing the yard, trying to see around the cone. I had to laugh at his antics and that settled some of my feelings. I hung up with my mother with a smile and turned to find Rufus.
The neighbor was still staring into the yard and I realized I still had my hand cupped over my groin. I dropped my hand quickly and turned about seventy shades of red. He grinned and I nearly groaned. Oh he was pretty. How had I not noticed him before? I knew he had just moved in but…damn. He was beautiful.
“Cute dog,” the neighbor called.
I nodded and muttered, “He’s got no balls.”
Pretty neighbor let out a raucous laugh and I felt the embarrassment sweep up my neck again. Jesus, what was wrong with me? Faced with a beautiful man and suddenly I lost my filter.
“You still have yours though, right?” he called with a salacious grin.
What? I choked. “What?”
He chuckled. “Maybe you should let me come over and make sure that yours are still intact, hm?”
Oh. Oh yes. Yes please. I grinned and picked up Rufus’s lead, walking back to the house with a little extra wiggle in my hips. I left the front door wide open.