Domestic Partnership – I’m Giving it a Try

I met him awhile back. I’ve kept pretty quiet about it, didn’t want questions…you know. It wasn’t a case of love at first sight, more like fascination. We’re very different. He’s really not my type at all, shy, but it’s true what they say…opposites attract. I wasn’t even sure we would be friends, but I was drawn, curious. Even now I hesitate to announce our ‘arrangement.’ We’re both still getting used to each other and it’s tentative.

Charlie is that enigmatic kind of guy who really needs to be drawn out, although once you get him going he won’t shut up! And talk about a night owl, we’re a bit at odds in that respect, too. I’m in bed at sundown and up with the chickens. But, as I said, we’re getting used to each other.

I really didn’t ask him to move in. One day he was here and, come night, he stayed. It was mutually agreeable. I was beginning to miss companionship. And he loves to surprise me in so many little ways. I always said, the guy who could keep me surprised and on my toes was a keeper! Charlie’s all of that. So it’s really, really good…to date I only have one complaint…I know I shouldn’t hold it against him but…he’s so small…

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  1. karin
    Aug 04, 2012 @ 09:31:21

    Is he noisy like his relatives or does he know just to whisper sweet nothings while sleeping? Cute and you don’t have to feed him, he’ll make his own meals and no cleaning up of messy clothes. Sounds like a keeper.

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  2. Barb Garland
    Aug 04, 2012 @ 12:12:41

    had me worried there for awhile, but I guess this guy probably will let you always do your own thing. made me just laugh

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  3. Lottie Nevin
    Aug 05, 2012 @ 02:20:10

    Darling, Size doesn’t matter, it’s how he treats you that counts – as Karin says, he’ll even get his own meals. It’s a win/win!

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  4. Diane Struble
    Aug 05, 2012 @ 02:24:38

    Love it. I find little (or sometimes larger) lizards really interesting. There is a Bearded Dragon at Robin’s vet. To date he has never recognized that I exist, but there is always hope.

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