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work in my own time at home, away from the eyes of my friends.  This meant that I could spend my days ‘dumbing’ myself down in front of others.  This was a self-defense mechanism to make sure that I was accepted and not ostracized for being the nerd I was. 
    I suppose it was almost funny that it took me so long to work out all this out.  To be honest, it probably would have been useful to attend a class at school on the real ways to be socially accepted.  Then I would have been good at it.
    A part of my late life change in attitude had also been that I started to say what I thought. 
    There was no more of me holding back my thoughts and feelings to make sure that I fitted in and was acceptable to my so called friends.  I also realized that I hated lying and was not going to put up with anyone who lied to me. 
    It didn’t take long from the initiation of my new ‘attitude’ for most of my so called friends to start avoiding me.  This soon meant that my rather large circle of friends spiraled down to a few sincere, real friends who liked and understood the real me.
    Jen had been one of these real friends.  She had stood by me through thick and thin.  Even to the point of reminding me now and then that I did not want to go back to that dark place of not being me, like she was doing again now.
    “Yeah, yeah, I know.  Let’s chalk that one up to temporary insanity.  We can say it was due to a hormonal imbalance caused by pheromones being emitted by a certain male demigod.  I’m not too sure what I was thinking.”
    Jen gives me a soft and knowing look.  Understanding and empathy reflecting in her violet blue eyes.  God she knows me so well and I love her for it.
    Time to change the subject I think.
    “Did you see the way Maverick just did as he was told and didn’t put a foot wrong for him?  What the hell was that?”
    “Amazing wasn’t it?” Jen agrees. “I’ve never seen anything like that before.  The way he just walked up, took him from me, trotted him in a couple of circles and then making him go backwards and forwards.  Watching him back through that gate was like watching a ballet recital. 
    Then when he did it all again on the float, in out, in out, in out, I was just about gobsmacked.  Maverick looked like he was enjoying himself and there was no place he’d rather be than on that float.  All without any food!  He’s got my vote; he sure looks like he knows what he’s doing.”
    Indeed he does, I think to myself as we both fall into a companionable silence that lasts the rest of the way home.  A silence that Jen seems to sense I need as I roll thoughts about Jax through my head, over and again, wondering how long it will be before I see him again. 
    I also marvel that I am so interested in someone I have just met when I usually don’t give anyone a second thought until I have known them long enough to trust them.
     
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    Our arrival back at my place involves the usual chaotic excitement that revolves around my personal welcoming party, my golden retrievers.  
    There are two big reasons why I love my golden retrievers.   Number one is that they are always happy to see me; and number two is that they don’t lie. (Well it's hard to tell a lie if you can’t speak a language, but even so, I know my girls tell the truth – always!)
    I’ve decided that golden retrievers are the dog of choice for any person or family as they have to be the happiest creatures on earth.  They are always smiling – and I mean always.  Visitors to my house say that it’s like watching a group of dolphins smiling and laughing as they greet you on your arrival and departure (and during your visit for that matter).
    I for one find it incredibly difficult to keep any bad mood for long when my girls are around.  They simply use their golden retriever super powers to suck bad moods right out of you.  That is why I have three of them.  I do tend to get moody more often than most, especially