I know you get tired of hearing the story of the day we met, but it means so much to me, would you humor me just one more time? OK.
I was at a greyhound rescue kennel outside of Chicago. Lonely. Sad. I had been at a home but a baby came and I did not make the transition as well as the family had hoped. So I ended up here. I was thinking I would never have a real home again. Never. And I missed my family. One day, they were just gone. And I was here.
There was talk about you maybe being in the dating market. They said you were really pretty, sweet and strong. Had a nice family in Washington DC and a new car! When I saw your picture, I just thought we might be soul mates. Just something about the look in your eyes and my heart singing! You looked like you might be a little high maintenance, that's true, but a girl like you deserves the best! And I am that guy. I just knew it.
Then one day they told me that you were coming to find a companion and I would be in the bachelor pool! Awesome! Bachelor #2 to be specific. I knew you had been recently widowed with the passing of FourWheels at almost 15. That was a little intimidating. Everybody knew Grey's FourWheels. A 20 page track record with a LOT of wins. And handsome too. A big man they say. Confident. All the women liked him. An officer and a gentleman, they say. That's tough for a basic guy like me. I was not a great racer but my heart has always been in the right place! I'm what you call a heart dog.
I was up early the day you were to arrive. Handing out kisses to anyone who take one. You just didn't know who might put in a good word for you. Being sweet. Keeping to myself. Eyes open and scanning the territory. I was so nervous. But I took a deep breath and Iooked over the the other contestants.
Bachelor #1 had been brought up on the haul from Florida just to meet you. I was worried about that. But he seemed a little rough, like he might be the jealous type. From what I heard, you would not go for a tough guy but more of a partner. So, I thought he was probably out.
Bachelor #3 was a looker. A blue greyhound they call his type. Really good looking. Just like the dog on the side of the bus. But Bachelor #3 had been injured on the track and had a bum leg. Needed surgery. And while he was expect to make a full recovery, he would need some rehab. I figured after helping FourWheels in his last years, you might not want to be a caretaker again. Maybe want somone to take care of you for a change. I would!!
Bachelor #4 was a young one, only 2. He was fast and strong and had a shiny coat. Sweet too. But you were 9 and while I heard you were not opposed to a younger man, he was a baby! No worldy experience. Not the kind of relationship to which you had become accustomed, as they say. I was only 4 but I was more mature than that guy.
Bachelor #5 was a problem. He was your standard operating nice guy. Good looking but not overly handsome. Smart. Knowledgable but a little quiet. Of the group, I thought this guy, the strong silent type, was the biggest threat.
But I didn't have much time to think about it.
All of a sudden, there you were. Just like your picture. Beautiful. Full of life. They brought you and all the bachelors to a big field. We all tried to act sure of ourselves. But, man, I was jittery. You kind of gave me the nod. I was sure of it. But no one was convinced. They thought you would go for the blue guy. So they brought out a kiddie pool and you stepped in. I waited a minute and then joined you. It was like the other guys just knew it was to be me and you!
We left in your new car and went back to the O'Hare Hilton. Gave the car to the valet and headed upstairs. I guess you were thinking to stay the night to be sure we were a match. But within minutes we were rubbing noses. We called downstairs and got the motor cranked before the valet even had a chance to park it and headed HOME! We spent the night in Indiana and made it to DC the next day.
That's me in the back of the car on the way HOME!
That's you after we got HOME! You are so beautiful to me!!
And there has never been a grumble between us. Never. I will always take care of you Cate.
I love you. You will always be my Valentine. Always.