Wednesday, June 30, 2010
And They Call It ...Puppy Looooooove
We met four years ago at a mutual friend's birthday party. We didn't become fast friends and we didn't stay in touch. We met again at that same friend's wedding party...10 months later. We hit it off instantly and began our casual dating relationship. A few months later, we became exclusive.
Greg is a bit of a rare gem. He shunned his Silver Spoon lifestyle in Spain to come to the US and work hard for a living. I'm sure most folks back home consider what he does for a living (general contractor) to basically be "hired help" and low-class. He isn't a banker and doesn't have a million dollars saved or invested. Of course, I suppose that's natural when you come from a very successful family, they naturally expect more out of you.
He lets his hair grow out and doesn't shave his scruff. You'll even find him wearing the same clothes two days in a row and it's the same clothes he's worn for years. He's not a big spender and prefers to save when he can. He's much more content with the simple things in life than the finer things.
So when I met him and he heard I had dogs, he groaned. He said he didn't usually date women with pets, especially dogs, because they needed to be walked and interrupted dates. But then he met my mom's dog, Ui. She's 20 pounds of chunky lovin'. He met my dog first because, at the time, I wasn't living with my family. My dog, Katie, is 85 pounds of in-your-face panting and licking. She's a lovable oaf who craves attention. Her personality is lab but the chow chow in her gives her a squared head and a stocky stature. She looks tough but she's not. To Greg, though, she looked like she could eat his face off for staring at her wrong.
He is no longer a dog-hater. He's now comfortable around other dogs, still not at first, but it's a huge improvment. Still, he wouldn't want his own pet. But he's happy to have such a cutie to visit whenever he wants!
So it's a happy ending for all! Except those poor snails of his, which I'm sure his mom tossed out with the trash...