upon my return from san fran tragedy struck on the homestead in iowa. i wanted to be there so 48 hours later kenai and i found ourselves packing up the soob (aka subaru) and charting our course to the land of corn fields.
but he traveled better than i could ever have imagined on such an extensive road trip.
he's always surprising me.
when we rolled into town we stopped at the store to see grandma. we then headed off to pork's to find grandpa who was having his afternoon coffee. he was surprised to see us to say the least.
he loved kenai's bandanna that said "i love my grandpa".
the reason for our trip was that my dad had lost jake, his christmas present, his dog and his buddy. being a new dog parent myself, for the first time i understood what the pain of losing such a loved little critter would be. when kenai and i came to town we had also orchestrated a surprise for my dad. my brother still had one puppy left from kenai's litter.
it happened to be the runt of the litter and he agreed that we should give the dog to dad.
i was nervous at first because the loss of jake was so fresh and my dad had said when he lost jake that he didn't want any more dogs. as the moment of the dog gifting approached i had to send my mom on a beer run. i just needed a little something to calm the nerves. it worked. then kirstin showed up with the new pup. she was so precious and i was in love too. i carried the pup into my dad, handed him a beer, and after he called me an asshole i told him that she was a gift from me because since i live so far away i want to know that he always had a buddy to spend time with.
my fear didn't last long when less than five minutes later my dad was clearly in love with the new little pup. my favorite part was when he came out and talked to us all about picking out a name for her. he settled on skeeter. named after a dog that my uncle pete and aunt glenna had and strikingly fitting for her.
i got to spend four days with my family.
we dug up a time capsule.
we played with the puppies.
we drank beer.
we laughed.
we celebrated birthdays and anniversaries.
we cuddled babies.
we ate good food.
we were together. the time together made every long minute of driving worth it. i think that even kenai was a bit sad when we had to head west again. he loved playing with his little sister and became somewhat destructive when we returned to utah.
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