Well it's been an eventful couple of weeks. Lots of things have been going on, but we have been extremely blessed that we can't complain. And we haven't been very good at keeping people informed, so for those of you who are actually interested, here we go.
I don't want to turn this into a woe is me party, because I really don't feel that way, but there have been some employment hiccups, and one totaled car.
For a couple weeks Jon and I had been feeling like we knew something was coming, something bad. We could just feel it, but we were ready for it. And we thought that was it. But apparently it was just part of it.
On Saturday, September 14th my sweet baby Rusty was hit by a motorcycle.
Jon and I were coming home from the grocery store and we saw a bunch of cops driving towards our house. We wondered what it was but figured it had nothing to do with us. As we pulled in we could see a man in the road with paramedics around him. Jasper ran up to greet us as he always did, but no Rusty. My heart sank. Where was he?
I got out of the car and a woman called out, "hey! is this your dog?"
I burst into tears. It was uncontrollable.
I know he was just a dog, but he was my first pet that was just mine. He was my baby, I spoiled him rotten, I loved him. And he loved me.
Aside from the heart-break I began to panic.
Was the man okay?
Was he alive?
What was going on?
I'm surprised the paramedics could understand me through the blubbering,
but I asked if he was okay and he was.
The man who hit him did a front flip off his bike, he injured his shoulder pretty bad but apparently he was already planning on having surgery on that same shoulder the following week! He was okay.
Over and over I apologized to everyone around me and the man's son who stood there watching.
He was very nice and reassured me that everything was going to be okay, and that his dad was fine.
After I could breathe again, and felt okay about the man, the heartbreak set back in.
Rusty was gone.
My sweet husband, the Relief Society President (I have a great ward) and the neighbors (and great neighbors) all showed their condolences very lovingly.
As emotional as this last couple weeks has been for me, there have also been plenty of great moments and reasons to be happy!
I added some more stuff to cuteify my house.
We got to babysit our niece which is always a blast.
We taught her "Who's a stud?" and she replies "Jon!" hahaha so cute.
Jon got an elk during the bow hunt this year!
Besides the fact that he's such a manly man, he has also provided us with meat, for quite a while...
Ding ding! Blessing!
And best of all, Prior to Rusty'a passing, it was Hug your dog day, which I OF COURSE took part of.
Rusty obviously loved it.
I call this one "actually I hate this"
"Get me out of here"
"let me gooo"
and last but not least "That was exhausting."
RIP Rusty <3 You were the sweetest, quirkiest, most loving dog anyone could ask for.
He will be missed.
Well It's been a while since i've posted so the quote have added up...
Good ol' Jon-
Me: You're so weird..
Jon: No.. I'm constitutional!
Jon: Wow! your rice is so good! it's so much better than when I cook it, how do you cook yours?
Me: This isn't rice.
(The water out here isn't very good so we decided to put a pitcher of it in the fridge, it's much better now-This was Jon trying it for the first time)
Jon: Mmmm this is nice and cold! Just like your heart.
(After almost hitting a cat)
Me:If i wasn't in the car you would've hit that!
Jon:No i wouldn't have!
Me: Yes you would've you've killed so many cats!
Jon: I have NEVER killed that many cats.
....possible serial killer tendencies, but what can you do?
I Love him.
Bye!
Also, Bill Nye the Science guy is on Dancing with the stars so.... that's interesting.
Also, Bill Nye the Science guy is on Dancing with the stars so.... that's interesting.
