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On Sunday Little J and I took the dogs for a hike on our favorite trails.
As we started walking we bumped into a lady that told us there is a lost dog on the trails and we might want to keep a look out for it. A little chihuahua named Levi.
A few minutes later we ran into the owners looking for their lost dog. I took his phone number and promised we will look for it as we hike.
An hour into our hike we ran into a mountain biker looking for the dog. He said his friend went home to get help from his family and that they are eager to find Levi before dusk cause he is little and might not make it in the wild overnight.
Not long after we met a couple who has been hiking the same trail and looking for the lost dog. I love how our little community pulls together in times like these. We exchanged information about the trails we have covered and we voiced our concerns about coyotes and eagles that call these trails home. In reality this little chihuahua was likely early breakfast for the owl that Little J and I often spot on our walks.
Little J and I then talked about nature, animals and life.
Towards the end of the hike we caught up with the family of the lost dog who after 10 hours haven’t lost hope and were going back out again.
Little J looked the poor lady straight in the eyes and said: I think Levi was taken by an eagle. That’s life, my mom said. At least you still have the other two chihuahuas but it is close to dinner time you know…
Where do I begin?
How about I just come out and say it; my lovely boys have a story to tell and I really think you will like it:
Purina does a wonderful job inspiring pet owners to connect with their four legged friends and spend time together doing what we love most. As you can imagine we are really chuffed they asked us to be a part of this and on a more personal note I am so happy to tuck this video into my family archives as a beautiful testimony of how good our life is.
In case you were wondering, this really is us, our house and the island we live on. Julian is as cute as a button, Max is that obedient and Bruce is pure cheekiness. Everybody always says I have a very odd accent and now I can see why. And yes, my husband is hot. Back off ladies!
I promise to tell you one day what it’s like to be a star of a short movie about your child and pets ( spoiler alert: IT IS AWESOME ). But right now I am busy sending the link to all my family, friends, acquaintances, clients, PTA members, mayor, kids I went to 2nd grade with, the rude lady that sat in the 3rd office on the left at my old job and our postman from back in England. If you can think of anyone I might have missed, feel free to share.
Thank you Purina for a lovely opportunity to inspire fellow pet owners ( and chipping in with Bruce’s shipping costs- it really helped ). Big shout out to our favorite gal and production superhero from Zeus Jones who walked Bruce during his breaks ( and are the masterminds of this project ). Equally big shout out to a whole lotta good looking men from New Monarchy who envisioned and filmed this piece and made me wear bright colors every day ( I am back to black Jonathan ). And another big shout out to photographer extraordinaire Brandon Hill, who for once put me on the other side of the lens ( and introduced me to my 10000th follower on Instagram today ). Oh and my friend Amy who let us borrow some of her kids for the video! You all totally rocked my socks off.
So, are you better with pets?
This morning any fears that my son will be indecisive and difficult like me were dispersed.
A few months ago he announced he will never have his hair cut again, at least not until it wraps around his ankles, twice. He was determined and admin about it not being cut. As you may recall I was gutted when his first haircut occurred when he turned 4 and even though I like him with short hair a little part of me always missed his soft, blond locks. So I was perfectly fine with him sporting longer hair again.
This morning my husband announced he is off to the barbers and because for a while that used to be father-son time he still asks Little J if he is coming along. After months of saying no, today he said ‘sure’ .
As a woman, owing it to my home planet of Venus and generations of naggers, what ifers and are you sure-ers , I immediately questioned my son’s rash decision. I reasoned by telling him how long it takes to grow ones hair and how cold he is going to be now that winter is approaching. I also implemented some other technics which I cannot disclose due to a sister code I share with other mothers. I was pretty sure I planted a seed of doubt into my child’s mind that will result in him staying in his pj’s cozy with me until his father returns.
Except after I was all done, Little J jumped out of bed and said:
‘I hear you mom, but it’s been a long time since I had a lollipop so I am off to Big cuts with dad.’
Clearly men were preprogrammed to make quick decisions. Specially if they are given a bit of sugar.
Yesterday’s Instagram. Probably the last photo I took of his long hair.