I'm Nikki, a creative old soul who loves tea time, tip-toeing through gardens, mounds of books, swaying to records, watercolors, sunset walks with our three yorkies, and star-gazing with Paul. This blog carries snippets of my life with just us two (five with Rusty, Lucy, & Ethel) - I hope it brings you happiness as you snuggle in with something warm and delicious and begin reading. Enjoy, friends!

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If I had to choose:

Neighbor Love

As most of you know, I just love my little Rusty. I want the best for him as if he were my little human child. I worry about him just like other mothers worry about their child. And when wedding season hits, my worry level rises just a smidge. I worry about leaving Rusty alone those 15+ Saturdays, sometimes Sundays, a year (especially overnights). As soon as he sees us packing our bags he gets quiet, leaves us alone, and lays in his bed with his big puppy eyes abnormally large and adorable. When we only have to be gone less than eight hours, I do not worry as much. Rusty has been alone that long plenty of times – I know he will be fine. But when weddings take us away longer than that, my stress and worry levels rise. The day looms over my head weeks before it approaches. Who can let Rusty out? Who will feed him? I don’t want to put him in a dog hotel (I’m the biggest worrier you’ll ever meet – unless he can come home and tell me what happened at his stay, he will not be going to one. Unless there is absolutely no other option…).

And this is where my amazing neighbors come in to the story. I honestly do not know what we would do without them. We have three wonderful people that live so close to us that love Rusty. If Kraig is on duty, we just tell him to let Rusty out and if necessary, feed him. That’s it. But every time we come home and ask him how it went, he tells us all about how Rusty looked like he wanted to play so he took him for a walk or two, or brought Rusty back to his house to just give him some company while he worked, or how he went out in the rain with Rusty to go to the bathroom because my dog is spoiled and hates the rain. If Bruce and Traci are on duty, we just tell them the same thing. If it’s an overnight, we tell them there’s no need to have Rusty sleep at their house (Rusty doesn’t let people sleep at sleepovers – he loves playing way too much) and that he can just stay the night alone at our house. When we come back and ask how it went, they tell us how Rusty was over all day at their house and slept with Bruce all night (although poor Bruce never gets sleep because Rusty plays). He played with his best friend, Harley, all day. He slept on Traci’s lap all day.

Omigoodness friends, it just makes my heart soar knowing we have such amazing people that help us when we have to work. So, my neighbors, THANK YOU!!! I know we’ve said thank you plenty of times, but I felt like you deserved a shout-out. :) We appreciate you all so much and I just don’t know what we’d do without you!! Please don’t ever move. :)

  1. Traci says:

    Nikki, thank you for the kind words and I’m so glad we can lessen your worries a bit(I know u still worry because he’s your baby and I feel the same way about Harley). We love having Rusty over and we appreciate you and Paul as well because you have watched Harley for us and I know I worry less when he’s with you guys (and you put up with all of his hair,).