Life is good this morning for Dunc the golden retriever. No ladies dad it's just us guys.

My golden boy is snuggling into me on the couch moans groans of contentment.

Ms. Corgi went home her mom has moved in to her new home she is seventy and this home is one floor i used to work with her husband in union.
And this lady who is fifty two i am well Dunc and i are possibly dating has left to be with her children. Seriously when you get a golden retriever automatically you have a ride or die soulmate for life Duncs like why father are you even trying to date we don’t need to be in relationship we have each other.

I mentioned about this fine woman and my golden fat head the seating arrangements in Jetta Duncs should not be exiled to rear seating. Why Dunc has told 20 his brother ,father and the lady had you sit in back seat when you were a human pup father has always let me ride upfront.

She has mentioned this fine woman i do have show a red flag as in 90 pound golden child that it seems we’re attached by forces unknown to humans so she’s concerned about possible relationship.

Example other day at her home i went to use her bathroom and Golden boy panicked because we were separated for that moment she mentioned is there an invisible umbilical cord with you both.

I told her yes that the umbilical cord stretches weekly 2779 miles one way on team run to Cali that will change i need go back yard jockey or turn local for my furry special needs boy. I tell her this boy is last furry connection i have with my wife and she understands truly she does.

As i mentioned she lost her husband to his demons of multiple deployments war on terror my heart as former infantry trooper bleeds for her husband over his suicide and for her loss. Dude was high speed 75th regiment and the S.F. Teams me i was not high speed just kid who was lucky never to experience war.

Although i jokingly told her i was distraught when i was taken off jump status over my twice broken ankle on drops. I’m like 19 young airborne infantry fuuuck i gotta go West Germany leg land mech infantry the disgrace.

Yet then I told her i loved it being in mech rifle company West Germany was like the movie animal house only we had crew served weapons and M-16 riding around in shitty 113 A.P.C. Hoping the Warsaw pact don’t move west cuz that definitely screw up the drunken weekends we partook in stay focused men we have to soldier Sarcasm.

And other day in car Dunc and my song came on S.R.V. I ain’t gonna give up on love. Now if you can imagine 90 pound golden retriever front paws on arm rest between front seats his big ass legs on backseat leaning into me giving her side eye as we cruise.
I’m rubbing him as i drive his muzzle into my face singing i ain’t gonna give up on Dunc and Duncs not gonna give up on me.

I told her you see my red flag well you have several lady one is you do not even know how to cruise in car you gotta smell the smells windows cracked. Or like in the Holy grail Monty python just like Ms.Corgi bunny bum Dunc and i wonder if you both are witches.

Why we don’t know if we should find a duck and a scale and weigh you both in comparison to said duck and if we find that you are witches then we may just build a bridge out of you both.

We’re trying to figure this out life as widow and widower yet in how i operate towards this dear woman is compassion kindness and understanding i told her i am not sure yet if we do not end up a lovers then will be close friends for life.