From Slut Puppies to Whore Dogs

My single status seems to weigh heavily on other women for some reason. The matchmakers became frustrated and said, “What do you want?” I made a list. The ideal man for this ol’ country gal:

Someone who can gracefully lie to me' a guitar player/song writer/story teller, a man who can use me for his own fun but never ever in a mean spirited way, a cigar smokin', gamblin' cowboy, loved and respected by his community, a good ol’ dog that is sweet talkin’ and appreciatin', and won’t piss up on my front porch.



The friends said, “What?”

So I wrote the stories of the men whose qualities influenced the ideals I want in my man.