Dogs hanging out at the coffee shop

In Coffee Shops, Shelley and Zoey, Shelley Widhalm on July 26, 2015 at 11:30 am

I am cute waiting for attention at a coffee shop.

I am cute waiting for attention at a coffee shop.

I love going to the coffee shop, not that I drink coffee or engage in conversation but because it’s a place and a way for me to get attention.

My name is Zoey, and I am a very cute long-haired miniature dachshund.

I have methods for getting attention, including looking cute (that’s a given). I stare at the people walking by, straining forward on my front paws and lifting my chin with my tail wiggling. “Look at me, aren’t I cute?” I stare and wink and keep staring. Sometimes it works, and people come back, saying, “I know she wants me to pet her.”
Well, duh.

I get petted and told I’m cute, pretty and beautiful and lots of other adjectives about my sable-colored coat and brown eyes—I’ve even been told I have a dainty, feminine face and am very regal in my stance. Yep, I’m Queen Bee of the Dachshund World.

When my petter moves on, I seek out the next one. I’m a profiler on the stakeout for my next lover of dogs who needs to stop and give me some genuine fur-rubbing.

As my BFF Shelley works on her laptop, I am the epitome of a lapdog seeking attention anywhere and everywhere I can get it. She’s addicted to caffeine, and I’m addicted to getting petted, loved, appreciated, acknowledged and having attention poured on me, like sugar, so sweet on a hot summer day.

It’s a dog’s life, this sitting around relaxing at the coffee shop.


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