Tonight I took Pal on a walk as per usual. As per unusual, I walked past a gay couple holding two chihuahuas standing in front of a cardboard Santa smiling at a camera on a timer in their driveway. They couldn’t stop laughing and I couldn’t stop smiling so they waved at me as Pal sauntered along. The cardboard Santa fell down and when one fella ran to fix him, his pants fell down around his ankles. “My pants!! My pants have fallen down!” The extreme laughter was so contagious, I couldn’t help but think, oh my gosh, this is what I want. Not small yippy dogs or pants around my ankles but to be with someone who I can laugh uncontrollably with on a Wednesday night in our driveway while taking Christmas photos before Halloween. The joy I could feel from across the street almost gave me a suntan.