smoke. flames. panic.
and then… duckie’s naked fire dance.

so, last night i was home alone. Madam is away on a quick overnight trip, and i was just doing my thing when i caught a weird smell. then i stepped out onto the front deck and… holy shit! flames. real ones. from the neighbor’s place, already spreading to ours.

i’d love to tell you i was calm and heroic, but no. duckie panicked. full on. i ran outside. then ran back in. we’re dogsitting for one of Madam’s friends, and the little brats were still snoozing like nothing was wrong. i grabbed one under each arm and bolted outside yelling “help, fire, fire!” like some naked idiot because… yeah. i was buck-ass naked.

in the chaos, i hadn’t even realized. but the neighbors had. and the firefighters sure did. and then my friend Alberta strolled up, cigarette in hand, and said, “duckie, nice fire dance but time to put on clothes.”

cue duckie dying inside. i mean, i don’t really get embarrassed by nudity but realized i was being a spectacle – something Madam would not be happy about.

and just when i thought it couldn’t get worse, a second fire crew pulled up and out stepped her. the firewoman of my dreams.

she was tall, strong, so damn calm. her eyes were sharp but kind. dark skin, helmet tilted back just enough to see those cheekbones. she looked like she could carry me, the dogs, and the firetruck at the same time without breaking a sweat. she had a voice like confidence wrapped in smoke. she walked up, gently took the dogs, wrapped me in a warm blanket, and didn’t even smirk.

i was instantly in love.

the image for this post is an ai creation – but really pretty close to what she looked like!

i’ll be thinking about her for a long, long time. i mean, she practically saved my life last night. she’s my hero.

anyway, Alberta took me home and gave me “refugee status” on her couch. the house is still standing, but there’s some smoke damage. not sure what the cleanup plan is yet, but right now i’m sipping Alberta’s special “knock your balls off” coffee and let me tell you- accurate name.

so yeah. duckie survived. mostly pride-bruised. slightly singed. still naked under this blanket. and totally in love with a firefighter. i’m sure Madam will understand.

oh crap – she is supposed to be home in like an hour…

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