We met at the dog park at Andres’s apartment complex, which was across the street from mine. He came into the entrance limping, and I asked him what happened to his leg. He said he tore his quad, and I slyly told him I could help. We talked for most of the night, and he asked me for my number a few days later after seeing him again at the park. And here we are now, with two fur babies and a home.

We went on vacation to Southern California, starting in Huntington Beach and driving along the coast to Laguna Beach and finally to La Jolla. It was our last night and we went to this fun upscale Mexican restaurant, Puesto La Jolla, which was across the street from the cliffs where everyone watches the sunset. Andres asked the person behind us to take a picture of us, and unknowingly to me, he asked him to take a video because he was going to propose. We took the picture, and then Andres got down on one knee. Everyone immediately turned around and started clapping, which got both of us a little nervous!