Cleaning out your email inbox can be a positive event, not just a soul-sucking activity! I found this email written 6 years ago which I thought was long gone. I'm so glad I kept it :)
Many, many years ago, when the hubby and I first got together, we went to Hawaii. The hubby's company sent a bunch of employees from the hubby's branch, along with their significant others, to Kona. The only thing that sucked about the circumstance was having to leave my 6 month-old puppy with my parents.
Haloti was such a cute puppy, and an adorable teenager. He had the cutest little pencil tale, and a sparse fawn coat. I consider them teenagers when they are still in that obnoxious phase where they aren't a puppy, but they definitely haven't outgrown the "play" yet. Haloti was an especially rambunctious teenager. I swear he never slept. He chewed on my shoes and the carpet in our apartment. He even dug holes in the walls out of the drywall. There was a time where it seemed like every time the hubby and I came home, there was a new hole in the wall. He tested my patience infinitely. And he loved to test my dad's patience with him as well.
Whilst the hubby and I were in Hawaii, I received the following email from Dad. This is a classic family tale that the hubby and I still laugh about today-
From: Howard & Janice
Sent: Wednesday, February 27, 2008 10:57 AM
To: Jessica
Cc: Janice
Subject: Dear Mom
Sent: Wednesday, February 27, 2008 10:57 AM
To: Jessica
Cc: Janice
Subject: Dear Mom
This is Haloti. I hope you are going to pick me up soon. I've had fun with Grandpa Howard but possibly, just possibly, I may be on his list now.
Yesterday we were all playing in the back yard and I happened to notice Zippy (the big black fur ball - remember?), well anyways, he was sitting just outside the fence when I saw him laying there in the sun. Honest Mom, I know I shouldn't chase cats but something just comes over me that I can't control. (Maybe I need therapy.) I managed to sneak under the fence and race around to where he was.
I surprised the s out of him and he took off across the street! I was so proud! (Whoops - I mean ashamed.) He and I raced across the street and into this big field and somewhere in that mess I lost him. Then I could hear Grandpa Howard calling me. (Actually he was more like yelling, but I heard him and he didn't sound happy).
By the time I got back to him, I was covered with leaves and grass. Grandpa Howard's face was all red and looked like he could kill something! Scared me to death! But just then I saw another kitty cat crossing the street over by the basketball thing and - don't get mad now - I was overcome with that same feeling and I JUST had to get him. He ran into another place down where there's water so I stopped when it got too deep and went back to Grandpa Howard. By now he was beside himself! I've never seem him like that before! I rolled over and did my best submission pose so he picked me up and carried me into his house.
My word Mom you have NEVER heard such language from a mature adult! He said things that sounded like you watching Steeler football! I was shocked!
Anyways, he still lets me go outside but now I have to wear this stupid leash outfit you bought me - you know, the one that looks like an S & M outfit! I'm so embarrassed! The other dogs laugh at me and I think it is having an negative effect on my self-esteem.
So, if you can get down here soon, Grandpa Howard can have some time to recover and maybe quit looking at me like I was a serial killer or a Republican. I would appreciate it very much.
I miss you and hope you had a good trip. I did too until yesterday, but I will play kissy face with Grandpa Howard and maybe he'll feel better about the whole thing and will let me come back in the future!
Love, Haloti













