How far along: 13 weeks today!
Ya’ll. All the feels on this Friday morning. Literally.
My office has a staff meeting every other Friday morning. If you didn’t know, I work for a local accounting firm.
The girls who sit at the front desk of our office are twins, and they weren’t here when I got here at 7:52 which was extremely odd, but I didn’t think anything of it. At about 8:10, they come to the conference room and said we just wanted to let ya’ll know that we found this dog at the QT this morning and he’s gonna be here until his owner comes to get him.
We got out of our meeting about 9:45 and he was laying just like this behind the reception desk. There was at one time 6 of us standing there looking at him and he just laid there and let us stare at him. You see the girls have gone and got him some food, water, toys, and a leash. They found him a blanket to lay on.
Right after we got out of our meeting one of the girls was on the phone with his owner. And, immediately you could tell the conversation was not going well. She got off the phone and said his owner doesn’t want him back. We found out he was 9 years old, and up-to-date on all of his shots. This is literally the sweetest dog ever, like I can’t get over it.
I started texting TJ. He said, “Hanna, we can not have a third dog.” We just can’t do it. I knew we couldn’t add this sweet boy to our 4 year old lab, and our 8 month old labradoodle. But, my heart was telling me to figure something out. We knew this poor baby would never get adopted from a shelter at 9 years old. TJ said, “Let me call you back.” He started calling his grandparents. They said they couldn’t take another one so soon. They had just lost a dog a few months ago.
I called my mother-in-law crying. I knew without a doubt she didn’t think she needed this dog, but could tell from her voice she would take it if we couldn’t find anywhere else for it to go. I had called my best friend, because her boyfriend had mentioned looking for one, but he said he couldn’t take a 9 year old dog. While I was on the phone with my mother-in-law, Spencer texted me back and said, “My boss wants it!” Praise God from whom all blessings flow!
2 hours after this sweet boy was found at a gas station in 34 degree weather, the accounting office/humane society had found him a home to go to tonight!
Ya’ll. If we hadn’t adopted Colt 6 months ago, I would have had this dog between me and TJ tonight. But, we struggle with the two we have already. Raising dogs isn’t easy, let me tell you that. But it is so worth it. And, none of them should have to worry if they will get to eat tonight or where they will lay down.
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First blog post!
Basically my mom convinced me to start a blog. I had one right after I graduated from undergrad in 2012, and just kind of got busy and quit posting on it. I never could decide where I wanted that blog to go either. This one is going to be all about our life as newlyweds. Basically it is going to cover home improvement, DIY, dog parenting, traveling, spontaneous trips, and lots of laughs.
So, my name is Hanna Butler, and I just married the most amazing man on June 18, 2016. We had the most beautiful wedding that was absolutely perfect for the two of us. I’m sure one day I will go into complete detail about our special day, but until then here’s one picture to tease everyone.
Our life is simple, yet still hilarious. I’m sure you will get lots of laughs out of this blog in the future.