But one man, whom I met on a blind date following my transfer to California, surprised me with a visit at my home the next night after meeting him. Not knowing who it was, I opened the door with her standing at my side. Upon realizing who it was, I began to hold her back. She had her back hair sticking straight up and her snarling teeth showing. Andy—a huge man, 6'8" tall—bent down on his knees and spoke in a somewhat high voice and said, "Well, hello, Chula. How's my little cute dog?" I don't remember the rest of his greeting, but for the first time in years, Chula met a man without hesitation and greeted him with a sweet doggie kiss, and she loved him ever since. I felt if this man could "deface" himself for the sake of my precious Chula, he was worth marrying!
— Sherri Gust of Folsom, California