Drooper- Oh , so your mother's a golden retriever ! I thought she's one of those lemon drop beagles .
Fleegle- Yep. How do you think I have this slight goldish color in my tan fur ?
Bingo- Now , that makes sense.
Snorky honks.
Drooper- Ok. Continue.
Fleegle- Okay. Now anyway....
Back with the flashbacks.....
Ben was in a park playing frisbee with his burnt brown furred dachsund friend named Sausage at tge same park.
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Sausage- So , you're saying you're already pine for the new dog ?
Ben- Yeah .Oh , Sausage , you should've been there. She's so beautiful.
Sausage- What breed is she ? Toy poodle ? Shih-tzu ? Pomeranian ? Chihuahua at least ?
Ben- A golden retriever.
Sausage- Oh , I see. You've got hots for big dogs now , huh ?
Ben- But Sausage , she's different ! She's sweet , friendly , kind--
Sausage- Beautiful ?
Ben- GORGEOUS !
Sausage playfully rolls his eyes as he tosses the frisbee back and he catches it.
Ben- I mean , she's got those warm honey brown eyes , that ardent smile , amd her shiny golden fur is soft as silk. ( Sighs dreamily ) She's like the whole package to me , Saus.
Sausage- Did you get her name ?
Ben- Of course I got her name ! Right before she left. Her name is 'Goldie'.
Sausage- Clever name.
Ben- ( Smiles , tongue sticks out ) beautiful name. I wonder when I'll ever see her again.
Sausage- ( Shrugs and catches the frisbee ) Who knows ? Maybe tomorrow , wednesday , next week even. I mean , we'll never know.
Ben then looks at the pond and spots her ! Goldie ! She's right in front of the water drinking in a lady like way possible. Ben becomes easily distracted and goes goo goo for her. His eyes become half lidded , his cheeks began to blush hot pink , his smile became wide and goofy enough for his red tongue to stick out of off the left side. He stares at her for moments until he jeard his friend cry out.
Sausage- BEN , HEADS UP !!!
Ben snaps out of his daze.
Ben- Huh ?
The brown black and white beagle looks up to see the frisbee aiming fastly and above him. Ben starts to run backwards , his arms open for the oncoming frisbee.
Ben- I... I got it ! I GOT IT !!!
Ben jumped so high and caight the frisbee and sighs in relief. But his relieved moment is short lives as he starts to fall and splashes into the same pond where Goldie is and a big wave of water spatters onto her , making her yelp and runs a few inches awaay from the pond. She shakes the water off of her face and neck and raises a brow questioningly at the pond and sees Ben's head emerged from the pond with the frisbee in his mouth and starts to swim his way to her.
Ben- Hey , look ! I'm DOGGY PADDLING !!!
Goldie smiles at the joke and shakes her head with a soft chuckle. He gwts out of the water , right in front of Goldie and shakes his whole body off before headjusts his damp bowtie and takes the frisbee out of his mouth. Je catxhes Goldie chuckling at him , makimg him blush and smile awkwardly and even chuckle along with her. But their time is cut short as they heard a prissy feminine voice.
???- What is going on here ?!
They simultaneously turn to see a blonde and blue eyed woman wearing an off pink sleeveless button up short and light blue skinny jeans with white flats stomping over to them. She gasps as she spots a soaking wet Goldie.
Woman- Goldie Smith , what have you done to your glorious soft fur ?! I told you not to swim in the pond !
Ben knew he can't let Goldie take the blame for him , so he steps up in front of her and defends Goldie.
Ben- It wasn't her fault , ma'am ! Her fur , it's my fault. I fell into the water and made her all wet.
Goldie blushes light pink and smiles in an appreciative matter. But the lady growls and points down at the beagle.
Woman- You best stay away from Goldie , ya hear ? Come on , Goldie.
The woman leaves , Goldie follows after her.
Woman- No runty beagle is going to fraternize with my precious retriever.
Whilst they walk away , Goldie looks back at the neagle amd smiles in gratitude before she turns her head back to the front , prompting imaginative hearts bubbling above Ben's head as Sausage waddles his way over where his friend is and tries to shake his friend of the love trance he's in.
