So, when I was saying goodbye to the girl that I like before she left for college, we got on the subject of her leaving behind her golden retriever Noah. He's super cute (getting big now, though) and still has all his baby fat, so he's really bumbly and wags his butt instead of just his tail. And I told her the obvious: he was going to miss her a ton while she was gone, and she told me that I should come over and play with him this last week that I'm here and she isn't. I doubt she was serious, but I really wanna. That's be super weird though, to go to her house, walk up to the door and say, "Hi, I'm here to play with your dog."