so while out on a sunday night drive, richelle and I were driving on 800 S in orem, sipping diet cokes, minding our own business and having a sunday night chat about all the normal things,
richelle: I feel like we're really fun, smart, outgoing girls, why can't we just hang out with ourselves?
roxanne: we're gonna make awesome wives.
richelle: I know, I just can't seem to convince anyone else how awesome we are.
roxanne: I'm gonna find myself.
next thing we know, we almost hit a golden retriever. richelle flipped a u-turn, put the hazards on and pulled the car over. I hopped out of the car and chased the dog down the street. before you know it, we had a 100 pound dog in the backseat of the subaru.
we fed him canned chicken, gave him water, named him comet and tucked him in the for the night. turns out it was the first taste of motherhood for richelle, who woke up hourly because of the pup's whining.
we woke up and took him to the animal shelter: saddest thing you've ever seen.
if you're wondering, he's wearing a scarf. we didn't have any other way to walk him.
we cried after dropping him off at the puppy prison.
most. traumatic. experience. ever.
for all of us.