As I have written here this week, I am here in Northern California for my new granddaughter’s baptism. Such an event invariably brings together family and friends one hasn’t seen in a while. My son & daughter-in-law, both in their mid-30s, have an inordinate number of single friends. Most unusual were the four godparents (I don’t get it either; I didn’t know they pack a spare in California.) who are all single. Also all, save one, we’re in their late 30s. The youngest, my daughter, just turned 25 and is engaged to be married later this year.
As is normal for functions involving married folks with children and their single family members & friends, matchmaking is rampant. As I eavesdropped on some of the conversations, I had to restrain myself at one point. Normally I would never jump in on a conversation involving my wife & daughter-in-law’s attempts to match-make. However, one of the single women asked them about one of the single men, “Does he have a job?” A question I could understand. “Has he ever been married?” Also a reasonable inquiry. “Does he have any children?” Perhaps a little restrictive. “Does he own a dog?” Now, I’m wondering, “Do you own a dog? If, not do you want to? If not, why would I let my granddaughter’s godfather date you?”
As it happens, he did own a dog, but lost the dog when his ex-wife left him, and wants to get another dog, but will wait until he remarries because he wants to be responsible. AND he has a great job, owns his own home, treats men & women respectfully and is great with granddaughters. Maybe you should find out what kind of dog he wants or even better suggest you go to a dog show to see all the AKC breeds that are now available. I bet he will buy you dinner at a nice place. He’s that kind of guy.
Note to myself: Make sure my daughter’s children’s prospective godparents are all dog owners. I just don’t trust people who have never shared their home with a dog. And that’s today’s Back Story.