Love Story

I knew the moment we met there was a connection.

There was something in the way he looked at me with those beckoning brown eyes, the way he tilted his head when I spoke his name.

I knew I had felt this way before, but not in a very long time.

I was beginning to feel as though maybe I was to old, not as carefree as I had once been, to really be able to feel the happiness that this kind of love brings.

When I talked to him I felt as though he not only listened, but that he truly understood what I was saying.

I could tell him anything, knowing he would never betray my trust.

As the days passed, our love grew deeper.

We would go on what seemed like endless walks together, side by side, occasionally brushing against one another, our thoughts and our hearts entwined as one.

I guess I should have known where this love would lead us.

I was sitting in a chair as he came and sat beside me on the floor.

He looked up and deep into my eyes as he laid his arms across mine.

At first, I wasn't sure what was happening.

I was to taken aback to see the the obvious.

Before I could stop him he had his arms around my neck as he sat facing me on my lap staring into my eyes.

I lept out of the chair almost spilling my iced tea onto the floor as he jumped away from me and ran under the table.

I knew what I had to do....

Yesterday I called and made an appointment get Bart the Wonder Dog fixed.