It’s been a while since I’ve written anything. Not that I didn’t have any experiences, I just didn’t take the time to write any down. I thought that I was too busy (I wasn’t) to sit still long enough to write about anything. I also can’t say nothing has happened (it has), that was worthy of writing down.

Our dogs, Orso and Royal, died of old age, we moved from the Pacific Northwest to the Midwest. I got a promotion, Covid hit the world and just wouldn’t go away. People quit making eye contact for fear of catching it if they looked at you. All semblance of courtesy has gone, and anger has taken control of almost everyone.

We rescued a three-year-old English Mastiff, who is very reactive. Evidently, he had a rough beginning. We thought that since we have had large dogs that a 168-pound dog with issues wouldn’t be much more of a challenge, wrong. It took almost a year before he trusted me. He bonded with Mitch easily because they were together all day every day, while I went to work. There were times when he looked at me in a certain way, I thought he was going to bite me. With a biting force of 556 psi, he can do some damage if he wants to.

I’ve finally retired from my career and am starting the next chapter. There were times when I didn’t think we would ever be able to retire, but here we are, both retired and jumping into being together 24/7 or there about. Good thing we like each other and enjoy being together, because the next 20 to 30 years are going to be quite a ride.