So I’m a big bald guy (6’2” / 275 lbs) and I have a tiny dog (10 lb chihuahua mix).

I thought my first dog was going to be a Great Dane but this little nugget stole my heart.

About two years ago we started running into an older woman during her daily walks and she always had treats in her pocket and it didn’t take long for my dog to fall in love with her.

After a few months of casually crossing paths on the street, she did something really sweet. I could tell she was working up the nerve to ask me something and she asked, “would you ever consider having dinner with a couple of 80 year olds.”

Of course I said yes (not totally knowing what to expect, but I trust anyone who is a dog person).

Over the last two years I’ve had dinner with she and her husband every few weeks and it’s been one of the most rewarding relationships of my life.

They’re just cool, funny, sweet people who love movies (we watched Casablanca together) and they swear like sailors and love my little dog and treat me incredibly kindly.

Now we bring each other food all the time and constantly check in. I feel like I hit the neighbor jackpot. It makes me want to cry just thinking about it.

Water random gardens and see what grows.