I confessed to my dog first. Then to her. The dog knew for three weeks before she did.
A man tells his beagle everything. The beagle wags anyway. The woman hears it through the baby monitor.
I told the dog first.
We were on the couch. Her show was on in the other room.
I looked at Benny and whispered.
I think I'm in love with her.
His tail wagged.
He licked my hand like he approved.
I said don't tell her.
He sneezed.
For three weeks Benny was the only one who knew.
I talked to him about it every night.
When she went to brush her teeth.
I'd lean down and say I almost told her today.
He'd tilt his head.
She said I was spoiling him with too much attention.
I was spoiling him with secrets.
One night she walked in early.
I had Benny on my lap.
She said what are you two whispering about.
I said nothing.
Benny barked.
She looked at me. Then at the dog. Then back at me. She said that dog knows something. She was right.