You know, after being in a long-term committed relationship you kind of forget what it like when someone asks you for a date/hits on you. I go to the dog park almost every day and I'm often friendly with the other dog-parents. A couple of weeks ago, I exchanged numbers with another dog-park goer after she invited me to dinner with her and her friends. I was visiting family when she texted me, asking if I wanted to go out that night. Today, we saw each other again at the dog park and, naturally, we started talking again. Her 9 year old basset hound is not doing well (suspected chronic illness) and so I like to ask how things are going with him. Somehow we got to talking about how people resemble their dogs, both physically and personality-wise. I laughed saying, "Well, I don't know what Oliver says about me!" She smiled right at me and says, "Well, he's a big flirt!" I suddenly realized how ignorant I had been. She's been hitting on me! I just brushed it off and made some sort of joke about how her dog always begs for scratches.
Man, is my queer-dar rusty..
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