To me it's Lowes to Dunc it's tummy rub store.
Yesterday went in to look at tract lighting and my golden retriever knows walking across parking lot oh boy this is one of those place people will rub my belly he’s smiling.
Not even twenty feet into the store plop roll for a Lowe’s employee to rub. Dunc come on I say pulling on his leash we move out then two more plops and rolls before tract lighting.
Dunc works the ladies he’s a lady killer as in he identifies the target which is usually female or kids and plops and rolls.
This woman is just praising him rubbing his belly( oh he’s such an Angel a good boy)and he’s modest because he’ll cover his crotch area with his tail I have manners father.
Leaving tract lighting we hit the lottery a family with four daughters probably 4-12 in age. I kept on tugging on his leash after the kids made over shit head he wouldn’t budge I dropped leash said see you later Dunc.
That got his golden ass up and moving wait man father of mine don’t leave me. In the car he’s leaning into me as I drive I asked him am i a terrible wing man.
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You can't even call him a pushover! He just throws himself to the ground? 