A little Jewish boy was born on an American base in Germany and grew up in Maryland where he later attended University and met a Beautiful girl straight out of Peru and struggling with English but knew enough to apparently fall in love.

Their second child grew up in Florida and through what ever peculiar events discovered the furry subculture which he danced his way into. His portfolio of diverse performances did not go unnoticed and it brought upon an invitation to a convention he had never heard of on another continent.

By more improbable events this spunky mongoose would come to share drinks up until 4am with a most charming Australian enjoying his first convention at a hotel in the UK. Their paths would cross more over that weekend, then their paths would intentionally bump into each other and the Mongoose Prince couldn't be happier.

When I take a look at all the circumstances that have by all probabilities come together it results in me grinning through tears of how Lucky I am to have found... met.. collided with this amazing guy who makes me feel on cloud nine every time I speak to him.

I was on the path of believing love is just something that has to develop and grow and required patience.
No.
It just happened. It was just right. And not for one moment did I ever question if he loved me as much as I did him.

I love you Dash.
I can't wait til September.