Almost five years ago, Mr. Jet and I decided we wanted to adopt a dog together. We had both owned dogs growing up, and it had been years since either of us had one. We thought it’d be a great way to make a commitment to each other that didn’t involve rings or a baby carriage just yet! We started looking at local shelters searching for the perfect pup to add to our new “family.” A few weeks into our search, we visited a local humane society, and as we walked down the cage-lined hallway, we stopped dead in our tracks when we saw a little tan chihuahua-mix just staring back at us.
My squishy little love bug!! / Personal photo
Bruce had been abandoned by his previous owners and found in the woods, nearly five full pounds underweight. He melted our hearts immediately and showed cautious affection when we played with him in the pen. We put an application in for him that day and anxiously awaited the call that we had gotten him! Bruce became a part of our family on August 17, 2008. We celebrate him every year with an extra belly rub and his favorite treats.
Normally when we go out of town and aren’t able to bring Lil Wingman with us, we find a friend or family member for him to stay with to make sure he stays out of trouble. This is proving to be an issue on the day of the wedding, since all of our closest friends and family will be celebrating with us and unavailable to puppy-sit.
Mama and Papa Plane will be hosting Lil Wingman while we are on our honeymoon, but we definitely needed a plan for him on the night before as well as the day and night of the wedding.
I started researching boarding facilities near the wedding venue and the hotel, as I figured it would be easiest for drop-off and pick-up if he was nice and close. I did some research and narrowed down my options based on the following criteria.
(Warning: gratuitous doggie photos ahead—all personal)
Sunday pick-up available: Because Mama and Papa Plane will be home Sunday night, there is no reason to pay for an extra night of boarding if Lil Wingman can be picked up the day after the wedding. This also works because we will be able to see him on Sunday and say goodbye before we leave for the honeymoon.
“I don’t always ride in the car, but when I do, I require a chauffeur.”
Ample play time: Lil Wingman loves to play with other dogs. We take him to the dog park all the time and he gets along really well with most canines. In the case of finding a boarding facility, I wanted to ensure that he wasn’t going to be sitting in a kennel all day without being able to interact with the other “guests.” A caveat to this is that the facility must also require every dog that is allowed play time to pass a behavioral assessment—I know my dog plays well with others, but I want to make sure the new friends he’s making play nice, too.
Today I want to talk to you about my fur baby. WARNING: EXTREME PUPPYNESS AHEAD.
I had wanted a dog for literally as long as I can remember, and my parents finally caved and agreed to get one when I became old enough to take care of him.
This is the day we met—he was a few weeks old.
For a long time I was certain of what everyone would be wearing for the engagement photos.
Yes, everyone. Me, Mr. Plane…and Lil Wingman. Our dog LW will, indeed, be making an appearance in our first photo shoot as an engaged couple. I have some very dog-specific photos in mind.
Mr. Plane is probably the easiest. He’ll wear jeans or slacks, a button down, and one of the nice sport coats he recently purchased for a work trip.
I thought I had most of my outfit figured out, until I found an amazing one-sleeved beauty that is now in competition for the more formal shots downtown. I think I am pretty close to making a decision, though.
Who would have thought the toughest one to dress would be the dog?!
We’re not normally “dress up your pets” type of people, but since he won’t be at the wedding, when else would he have the chance to get all spiffy? Some options…
So my organization is in two forms—online and also on paper. I was always a person that preferred to take notes by hand in class, rather than on a laptop, and I thought wedding planning would be the same. What proved to be the single most helpful part of my life, though, was my online organization. It’s excessive, so be prepared for a wordy post, interspersed with unrelated photos of Howie.
Doesn’t he look like such a old man here? Or is that just me?
Right, so as soon as I wrapped my mind around being engaged, I went online and reserved two Gmail accounts—one with my married name (I knew I was going to need it in the future) and one that would serve as a wedding account. McGlovin and I both use and love our Droids, so I thought that Google would really be the most convenient source for us, and I was right. Here are just a few of the many awesome ways that Google was helpful:
Exciting news, hive…McGlovin and I have a new addition to the family! Meet Howard Winston III:
Isn’t he adorable?? We’ve been considering getting a dog for a while, and had pretty much decided to wait until after the wedding because housebreaking a dog in the last few months of planning seemed ridiculous. Well…my dad called on Friday and knew someone that was trying to get rid of a puppy before they left for vacation on Monday. My sister and I drove up Friday night, and…now we have a Howie!
Mr. C has been relentlessly teasing me since last fall about how he realllllly wants Bosley to be the ring bearer at our wedding.
The teasing drives me crazy, as he’s kind of half-serious. But I just can’t see myself managing to deal with the dog on our wedding day, to be completely honest. Just one more thing to worry about. Bosley might be Mr. C’s best friend, but I had to put my foot down—no doggie ring bearers. Or random aisle-walking dogs:
She’s just turned two, and she’s a stubborn, spoiled brat. Isn’t she adorable?
We think so, too. Which is why, originally, we wanted to have her at our wedding. We saw so many cute pictures of dogs at weddings. What’s cuter than a pug in a bow tie or a golden retriever carrying a bouquet??? Inspired, we told Miss Leeloo our plan. She was ecstatic to hear that she would have a role in the wedding, and she celebrated by taking a nap in her favorite bean bag chair.
Remember Junior Mink? He’s my little golden retriever, who has been my sidekick for the last five years. Very early in our wedding planning, I debated having Junior Mink in our wedding. I feared that he’d be uncomfortable or the logistics of getting him to and from our venue would prove too difficult. Almost every comment from my original post about this encouraged me to include Junior Mink in our big day. One bee even Photoshop’ed an image of Junior Mink with a bride and groom to encourage me.
We settled on including Junior Mink pretty soon after that. Mr. Mink and I weren’t exactly in agreement about what Junior Mink should wear, though. Mr. Mink thought the bow-tie collar we have was the perfect outfit for Junior Mink. I put it on him for holidays and special occasions.
Photo by Miss Mink
I had a slightly different idea. I had seen floral wreaths that my florists, Pat and Sherry Spencer of Pat’s Floral Designs, had made for dogs on a few wedding blogs. I thought Junior Mink would look adorable with a floral wreath around his neck.
In the end, I was a bit more passionate about the floral wreath than Mr. Mink was about the bow tie, so the wreath wins. I bought Junior Mink a black collar, lead, and Gentle Leader harness to be the foundation for his look, and I think he looks very sharp.
I am a little dog obsessed. Okay okay, that is not an entirely accurate statement… I am a lot dog obsessed. I did choose to be Miss Dalmatian after all! You may recall when I introduced you to the two most important pups in my life. Bailey lives up in Chicago with my parents and is my family’s dog, so while I love her infinitely, she will not be included in the wedding festivities. Echo, on the other hand, lives here in Nashville and belongs to Mr. Dalmatian and me. He is a huge part of our life as a couple (I don’t know what we would do all day if we couldn’t sit around and admire his cuteness). So I knew from the beginning I wanted him to somehow be involved in this crazy process of getting married.
|Personal Photo: A ball of cuteness.|
This post might seem crazy to you if you don’t have a pet, and I totally understand that. But I know some of you can relate. You see, I have neglected to mention that Mr. Woodpecker and I have a 5 year old…
|Pup and Mr. Woodpecker the week we met!!|
PUP! Meet Cooper. He is a crazy, energetic rescue dog, who is very lovable, and whom I humiliate on a daily basis:
After the engagement was “official” and we had moved into a bigger place and life had started to settle in a bit more, we decided to “think” about getting a dog. Sweetie Scone and I both missed having a dog, and she wanted some company. (She works from home/her mobile mechanic’s van.)
We talked about what kind of dog would be a good fit—not too big, not too small, just right (ah, Goldilocks). A small/medium-sized dog that liked people would be perfect. So one Sunday in August 2010 we walked into a Petco during an adoption event. We hadn’t even finished walking through the doors when I spotted a white fluffy dog that looked to be the perfect size. When we approached him he was friendly; they offered to let us take him on a walk so off we went. It seemed like he had no issue with other dogs. He was sweet, and we decided we could love him. WE HAD NO IDEA HOW MUCH WE COULD LOVE HIM, aaaaaahhhh. Oh, and my parents love him. (Like, they threaten to keep him when he comes to stay with them.)
He is our dog-child, and my parents call him their granddog. He went from the streets to an unhappy foster situation to being overly loved by everyone—seriously, the dog trainer, the vet, the family, our workplaces. He is loved, not sure if you can tell.
Would you like to get to know him better?
All photos are personal.
A while ago I told you how I wanted our dog involved in the wedding without actually being in attendance. Well, I think I found a way! A while ago while browsing (aka stalking) my favorite wedding websites, I saw something that made me look twice! This adorable picture:
What you can’t see is the adorable caption that goes along with those stylish doggies in the photo, which says “What do you mean we can’t come?”
Last Christmas Mr. Honey bought me one of those flip-a-day calendars—365 days of cat tips, advice and quotes. There was one recently that said this: “If you plan on having your cat play a role in your wedding, make sure you take her to the site so that she becomes familiar with the space”. HA, yeah right. If you have ever travelled in a car with your cat, you know that they don’t do well under stress. Needless to say, our kitties won’t be with us on our wedding day. As you may or may not remember, our doggy Zeus, will be. We just bought a handsome new leash and his tie should be in any day. I first told you about all four of our furbabies a long time ago, but in light of this post, I will just say again that in addition to Zeus, our three kitties are super dooper special to us. They make us smile and laugh a thousand times a day. Since they can’t be there physically, I wanted to represent them in some way. Enter the adorable phenomenon that is custom cake toppers. Normally couples have themselves customized, but I skipped us and went straight for our pets.
I searched the holy grail of custom toppers, Etsy, and fell in love with too many shops. Most of them came with a high price tag to match, but I finally stumbled upon IttyBittyWoodShoppe and commissioned a topper of just animals for $40. I sent the owner pictures and placed my order. They arrived last week and I put some finishing touches on it and am ready to share!
I am probably not going in the direction that you think…I am talking about my furbabies: Bella, Jetta, and Tug. Some of you may think that I have a screw or two loose, but in my eyes the Hawk pups are a legitimate part of our family. In fact, they are our family. When we first moved in together, the joining together of my Bella and Tug with Mr. Hawk’s Jetta under one household was the first real step in creating our own little family unit. In my head I’m picturing the intro from The Brady Bunch with dogs. (I probably lost a few of y’all with that statement, right? Yes, I’m the crazy dog lady.)