It was a warm summer night. The date was July 24th, 2021. My mom was invited to a summer party, and she insisted I go with her. I enjoy being around people, but this particular time, I didn’t feel like going. Parties are loud and I love my sleep.

The party was at a friend’s house. I was familiar with the homeowner and most of the guests who were present. There was a lot of shouting, laughter, and screaming.

At one point, most of the guests moved to the back yard. The noise inside the house died down so I stayed behind and I thought Finally! I can get some sleep.

I was woken up by the sound of the doorbell ring. It rang several times. I barked to get people’s attention, but apparently my bark was not loud enough.

Eventually, the homeowner answered the door, and this new guy I have never smelled before entered. From what I could hear, he and the homeowner were very good friends. They walked up to the second level, where the kitchen is.

Even for a small dog such as me, my sense of hearing is far more superior than a human's. I could hear their entire conversation. The homeowner offered the new guy food and drink, and snacks. How come he never offered me food?!

During their conversation, the homeowner told the new guy that there were a lot of single ladies in this party and to have a look out the balcony. I laughed. They thought no one was listening!

The next sequence of events took at MOST two minutes…if THAT! The new guy looked out the balcony and said to the homeowner Oh wow!, who’s that? He was referring to my mom. Next thing I know, I hear my mom on the second level, talking to this guy, and introducing herself!

That’s the first time I met Juan. I remember clearly when he told the homeowner that he had to leave in two hours. Instead, past the two-hour mark, Juan was petting me as if he had known me forever, and I truly enjoyed it. He was not doing it to impress my mom. He was doing it because he truly liked me.

Unlike humans, I am not limited to only five senses, and I could tell that there was chemistry between them.

Juan was one of the last ones to leave the party. This was TOTALLY understandable because he had just met the love of his life.

I am referring to my mom, of course.

With Love,

Penny Erath

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