Our first date was at 'The Dog Bar' because a lifetime together was only in the realm of possibility if our dogs approved. The evening was not without catastrophe though as ten minutes into our date Harley tore his dewclaw and began profusely bleeding all over the place. Thankfully, with some paper-towels and hand pressure we were able to get everything under control, the boys played, and we began to get to know each other. A couple of beers and some great conversation later we decided to continue the evening. After a brief pause in our date to take our dogs home I went to pick Kelly up at her apartment. The moment she walked up to my car with an entire frozen pizza fresh out of the oven, wouldn't you guess...I knew she was the one. From that night on, we've created countless memories together over the last four plus years and neither of us (or our pups!) have ever looked back!