Time for an update...

A few times I've thought about putting up a new post, but it depressed me to think how far behind I am.  Just a little update on what has been going on.

I'm so sad to report that our sweet Abby passed away.  The vet called and said she needed more shots, and I was sure we had it all taken care of, but Jason volunteered to take her down and get them done.  The vet is no more than a mile up the road.  On the way home Jason rolled down the windows of the truck and just as he turned around to look at her, she hopped out the window.  He pulled over and picked her up and called me and I could hear her crying in the background.  He had Lyla with him and he wanted to bring her home first, but I told him to take her straight back to the vet.  I met him there and I was mad thinking she was going to have a broken leg and we were going to have to deal with a cast and pain meds.  When the vet walked in the room, I new it was a lot worse than I thought.  She broke both of her back legs so bad that she was going to need pins placed in and they didn't even have a vet there to do the surgery.  The surgery was estimated to be at least $3,000.00.  Jason and I talked about this before we ever got a dog.  A dog is a dog and we aren't going to ever pay a lot of money for a surgery.  They kept her and that night told us that the surgeon said it was too big of a surgery for a little puppy and that he didn't even want to do it, it was best to put her down.  I never thought I would cry over a dog like I did.  We only had her for 2 months and I was sad for days about it.  I spent practically every minute with her for 2 months, and I felt so bad that she was hurt.  I couldn't even go in and say goodbye to her.  Jason and Dallin and Lyla did, but Carter was at school.  He was really upset.  His little friend's mom told me that she heard Carter telling her son that sometimes at school he just starts to cry because he misses Abby so much.  Man, it just breaks my heart.  He loved her so much, she really was his dog.  I can't bring myself to get another dog.  It has been 7 months now and Jason is ready to get another one, I'm really having a hard time wanting to get another one. 
     Jason said that he is going to ask for a dog for Christmas, I just keep saying, "What about a shotgun, wouldn't you rather have a shotgun?"  Then everytime I see them in the paper on sale somewhere, I show them to him and try to get him excited about a shotgun.  He's not letting up.  So we'll see what happens.  My excuse lately is, "Thanksgiving is coming up, it would be hard to have a dog when we're suppose to be traveling."  Maybe when Thanksgiving is over I can use Christmas as an excuse. 
     Isn't every guy like this?  They get something in their head that they want and they don't give up until they get it!    I guess I have to be okay with that because if he wasn't like that then we probably wouldn't be married :)