Of me being born in London, ending up in Merlin, Oregon.

I was reflecting last weekend about how Jean and I ended up in Merlin.

We live in a fabulous property, a single-storey wooden house, on thirteen acres.

If I had not decided to come to California in 2007, I would still be in England (assuming I would still be alive).

In the Summer of 2007, I stayed with Dan, a friend of many years. I was with Dan for a month and near the end of that holiday, Dan’s sister, Suzanne called by and asked me what I was doing for Christmas. I replied, that I did not have a clue. Su then asked me to visit San Carlos, Mexico, where she and her husband, Don, were living.

Thus in December, 2007, I went out to San Carlos and happened to meet Jean. Jean and I fell in love. Jean’s husband had died in 2005. Jean had twenty-three ex-rescue dogs. In 2008 I went out with my GSD, Pharaoh, to live with Jean and her dogs (and cats). In 2010 we came North to Payson, Arizona, with sixteen dogs, seven cats, and we were married.

Coincidentally, Jean was born in North London, some twenty-six miles from where I was born!

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In 2012, we came West to Merlin, Oregon, and we purchased a property that the previous owner had lost to their bank.

That’s my story – what are the odds of it happening!