Lucky coming to Va.

Later this morning a fellow dog lover by the name of Steven, will be traveling from Long Island, New York to Upperville, Va. He will be stopping by Boerum Hill, Brooklyn to pick up my beloved friend and companion Lucky. I should meet up with them and have my face licked at around 2pm later today in Fairfax near the intersection of 66 and route 50 west.

When I had to vacate my apartment knowing that the marshalls were on the way. I had a few hours ahead that morning to prepare. I took Lucky for a nice walk through St. Nicholas Park up to w.132nd street and back down St. Nick Ave to our place. I then packed a few belongings into a backpack and a few more in another for him and strolled out the door for the last time as a tenant of 6 St. Nicholas Terrace. With as much dignity as possible I boarded the A train to Brooklyn and walked him over to my pal's home.

Paul Michael was already out and about and I caught sight of him near Nevins and Bergen.

He had not wanted to take Lucky. He was in the midst of his own troubles, had a nasty fall in a puddle of glittery K-Y jelly in Target that had aggravated his ever present bad back. I had once before under similar circumstances tested the abilities of his helping me by moving in with him temporarily for what turned out to be 6 months with Lucky and my new lover Dennis. So I apologized for turning up again and Paul Michael again came through for me. He agreed to take Lucky.

I have seen him twice since then for brief visits and "spoken" to him a few times over the phone.

I stopped this a few weeks ago when I wondered how silly it must be, if it even helped Lucky in any way and I realized it also left me upset and feeling as if I were abandoning my responsibilities.

All this aside, after close to 6 weeks I will finally be reunited with my Dog.

Lucky is oddly and happily one of the longest relationships of my life. And the longest of my adult life. The longest I lived in anyone place or same persons as a child to High School was from birth to the summer of my 6th year with my parents and great grandparents in Fryetown and from fall of 5th grade at age 10 until the middle of 10th grade at 15 with my Mom, Step-father and 2 of three sisters. Chauncia had wisened up and escaped 2 years earlier. So Lucky (who my former lover Simon found in the spring of 2001) is at 8 years, my longest relationship in Life.

He is my Life partner even thus far. I can not think of how many ways my life has changed with him in it.

All positive I feel. I look forward to seeing his face and tail as he leaves the car and may lie on the ground and let him jump on my and lick me in the face. Looking forward to the sight of him. My Friend.

We have been through a lot together and have more hurdles ahead. He has a new home to adjust to. I have to find a job and a new place for us to live and then find more permanent digs for us both for a while and sort out my life. But, I feel better being able to see him and walk him again and hear high sigh when he puts his head on my lap. He's the love of my life.