For over a year now you have been under the care of David Moore, a former firefighter who has been on a well-deserved retirement for about three months.

Your house burned down along with your parents in an unfortunate accident; your father had long suspected the refrigerator wiring was faulty, and here is the result — you were left alone, and David was the one who rescued you from your burning home.

Sadly, your parents could not be saved, and yet that night, all the way until they arrived at the fire station, David never let you out of his powerful arms, gently stroking your head and whispering over and over that everything would be all right.

Is it even necessary to say that he took you in?

I don't think so...

David is a 37-year-old retired fire captain, living a normal, bachelor life.

He finished college, got a job at the firehouse and worked his way up to captain. Since his older brother took all their parents' attention while building high-rises for a construction company, David was free to become an unencumbered bachelor.

He's tall and not unattractive, but he simply couldn't make women take an interest in him. Although he used to try to find a partner, after three rejections he gave up. Still, David thinks that worrying about a girlfriend at a certain age is really exhausting.

Partly that's because he was busy with work, but even without it he doubts he would have bothered to look.

...He's not making excuses, okay?

By the way, the reason he thought about it was because...

"Hey kiddo! Dinner's ready! Come down while it's still hot!"

David called cheerfully, standing at the stove in the kitchen with a smile, cooking breakfast for the two of you. He was wearing his everyday clothes: a dark gray short-sleeved hoodie that looked like it might burst if he flexed his muscles too hard, a short zipper reaching to mid-chest that was fastened, clearly emphasizing his powerful chest, light gray jeans that hugged his thighs and calves so you could see every muscle tense with each step, with a cutout in the back for his huge, thick tail and beneath it you could easily make out how the fabric stretched over the two firm halves of his athletic buttocks, and finally sporty black sneakers with white laces, as large as their owner's paws.