It had been six months since my female German Shepherd had passed on. I could hardly believe six months flew by - to be honest - I can only really remember the last month.

Betty, the Shepherd, had been my lover since her second heat. I never intended on becoming her lover - my god - a dog? That was disgusting!

Well, it started when as I said during her second heat. She was already slated to go to the vets to be spayed but her cycle kicked in the 2nd time before she went under for the operation. Finding out the hard way that she could not be fixed until her heat had passed, I decided to ride out the hormonal dance her body was going through.

Well, unlike the first time, this time around in heat I could swear she was hitting on me. I would look deep into her eyes and she would mine. Sometimes it would seem like she was flirting by moving her tail off to the side and just standing there. One time, I swear to you this is true, I think she stopped on purpose so I could run into her.

Well, it all came to a head one night when I was coming out of the shower after a long weekend days work in the garden and she just galloped over to me and stuck her nose in my crotch. The cold-wet nose made me jump.

I was about to say "no!" or "stop" when I felt he tongue on the tip of my penis. To my surprise, I got hard. She took her tongue and continued to bathe my dick in her saliva. Within moments of full erection, she was licking from base of shaft to tip of my cock head. I started to stroke her head as she performed. She went on for another few seconds and stopped. I was shocked, I had not come yet.

"What?" I asked.

She looked at me and stood erect, moving her tail. I began to run my hands on her back, reaching underneath to touch her nipples. I traced my hand all the way down her back and slowly placed it between her legs and began to rub her vagina. I was cautious at first, but got more into it after hearing her moan.

I then took a finger and began to probe her lips. She was starting to buck her hips and the moment I found her clit, the dog was in another world. She began riding my hand and finger like there was no tommorow. Soon her vaginal walls were contracting on my finger.

As for me I was I was as hard as I had ever been and dribbling pre-cum like you would not believe. I stood up and figured, "old boy - you have come this far - why the hell not finish the job!" And so I did.

From my finger probe I was able to accept the 75 degree upward turn the female k9 vagina took. I took the head of my cock and placed them at the mouth of her pussy lips. I parted them and slipped the head in - all the time looking at Betty to see her reaction. As I slid into her, her eyes closed in an orgasmic smile and I slowly started to thrust. Pretty soon she was matching thrusts with me and I was ready to come - not too mention the warmth of that k9 pussy - Oh MAN!

I collapsed on the ground and she curled up with me. At first I was ashamed, Jesus, I just fucked a dog! But her brown eyes looking at me and licking my face made me forget. We coupled a lot more times that day.

I never saw my dog the same way after that and we became lovers.

Now when I first started this, there were no FAQ's on the net, etc... I was on my own. Everything I learned was through trial and error. Anytime she was in heat, I knew I had a good shot at getting laid. Out of heat, I may initialize something but she would not always be interested. I might be able to finger or her to lick me - but full service was only 50% of the time.

Every time I was with her it seemed like it would never end until one day while playing with her in the yard when she keeled over and passed out. As I approached her I saw she was not breathing. Any zoo's worst nightmare had just occurred, the loss of a lover.

It turns out it was due to a brain embolism that my Betty lost her life. The grief hit, and it hit hard. And like I said, it has been 6 months but I can only tell you about the last one.

I have to be honest - I could not let the death go. I was holding on to her memory in an unhealthy obsession - however, it all came to a head one night.

I was sitting in the La-Z-Boy recliner falling asleep when I suddenly felt a warm caressing tongue on my dick. I spread my legs for the tongues better access to my jewels.

Then it hit me - who the hell is doing this????

I open my eyes and saw Betty there. Needless to say I screamed. Betty just looked at me.

"You Are Dead!" I said.

"I know," she replied.

My mouth dropped open. "You - You - You talked!"

"Yes I did," she replied.

"How?"

"It don't matter how," Betty said placing her head on lap, "but more as to why. You see, your grief has kept me here in the sense that I can not cross over and wait for you on the Rainbow Bridge until I feel you will be okay."

I was speechless - I thought maybe I had finally cracked.

"I think I know how I can do that."

"How," I meagerly asked.

She walked over to the front door and told me to open it. I got up and obeyed her wish. She let out a whistle and in trotted another German Shepherd.

Betty turned to me and said, "She is a female. She needs a home and you need
to move on."

"I - I - Can't," I said.

"Yes. Yes you can. You are kind, sweet and gentle. She could not do any better,
plus I MUST MOVE ON."

"What is her name?"

"I'll leave it up to you - anything but Betty - don't torture yourself."

I nodded my head in agreement.

Betty beckoned the other dog over to her and told her, "Now he is your responsibility. Take good care of him, for he will you."

She turned to me and jumped up on my shoulders. "And as for you, take good care of her. And I will be waiting for you on the Rainbow Bridge."

She licked my face and I sat back down on the couch.

She walked towards the kitchen and stopped and looked at me and said with a devilish look in her eye, "Oh and treat her like a lady will you?" And she entered the kitchen. I got up to follow her to ask her what she meant but when I arrived in the kitchen I was alone.

I walked over to the couch and sat down. I barely remember turning the TV on. I fell asleep while watching the television.

I slept the evening away. I awoke to the sound of Jay Leno's Nasally voice squawking on the Tonight Show. All I could remember was the wild dream I had but ironically I felt at peace.

I had dismissed it all as a dream but screamed as I tripped over something at my feet as I got up. I looked down and saw this young female German Shepherd dog looking at me. Her eyes wanting love and still showing their nervousness. I reached over and touched her head and she licked my hand.

I shut the TV because Jay Leno's Voice was ruining this bonding moment and I
clicked on the radio with the remote. Aeorosmith's song "Angel" was playing and she looked at the speakers every time Steven Tyler said the word ANGEL.

I bent down and sang with the song as I scratched her head. I thought about the "dream" and said - it fits.

And that is how Angel came into my life. Believe me or not that is my story and I am sticking by it.

And as for Betty - I know we'll meet again - on the Rainbow Bridge.