On My Wedding Day, They Made Me Bow to a Dog

The wedding car had barely stopped at the gate before Anita Sears's mother was smiling and holding out a red cushion to me.

"Felix James, the way we do things around here, when a new son-in-law marries in, he has to kneel to the family's big yellow dog."

"It's a blessing. Means you'll hold this whole family up in the years to come, and never walk away."

"Come on. Kneel to old Roy there."

Tyler Sears was smiling too. "It's the old rule. Any man who marries into his wife's family has to do it."

I looked at Anita, asking her with my eyes to step in.

"Anita, say something."