February 25th 2020
Three weeks in a row, the most amazing man has sent me flowers at work. Ranging from eloquent roses in crystal vases, to bouquets of wildflowers wrapped with parchment paper and a colored ribbon. I’ve never been spoiled like this before.
Each note he sends with them has a sweet saying or a romantic quote, speaking to the depths of how he feels about me. He’s not as confident with his words in person, but the effort he puts into the flowers and cards makes up for it.
I tried to thank him by making him dinner this week and inviting him over to spend some time together. Riley wasn’t a huge fan of his, and for the life of me, I can’t figure out why. Craig says he loves dogs; he’s never met a dog that didn’t like him before.
Riley had to go in his crate because I was afraid he was going to bite him. He wouldn’t stop growling at my guest all night. My dog has always been selective when it comes to being friends with men, but never have I seen him so uncomfortable so quickly when someone new was introduced.