The Girl Behind The Blog: Meet Allie

When I find new blogs, I love reading about the author, in an effort to really get to know her.
It's where you can figure out what similarities you have in common, and can really connect you to a blog.

I recently read a blog post from a blog I frequent about her dog, and I had an idea. 
What if I make a new series for my blog, entitled The Girl Behind the Blog:  Meet ____. 

Because it makes so much sense to introduce my dogs before I truly introduce myself...

**You have been warned, this post is a long one.  When I start talking about my dogs, I keep going..and going..and going. **

I give you the first post of The Girl Behind the Blog.

Meet Allie.

Allie is our 6.5 year old Beagle and she has our heart.  She was our "first born" as we like to say.  All of our dogs have a special story on how we got them, and I love that.

I know all pet owners have a special story, but for each of our dogs it really is fate that we have them.

Allie's story goes like this:

Ryan and I had been dating for only 6 months at the time we got her. 

Ahh, I can't deal.  Look how little Rylee was!
And look how big she is now! They love eachother!
 I knew Ryan was "different" when we started dating, meaning I knew I would fall in love with this kid and it would either end in heartbreak or we'd go all the way.  I never once thought it would end in heartbreak...but being that young (I was 18, he 19) it's scary saying you might have just met your husband!  No one believes you because you are so young.  But, at that time, it was so early on in the relationship that he was just my current boyfriend. 

But to say my boyfriend and I got a puppy after 6 months of dating sounds crazy to me!  So, I adopted Allie never dreaming that Ryan would be in her life forever. So grateful things ended up the way they did.

She's such a little lover :)

Rough life
It was the end of November, and we and our good friends Adam and CJ were going to go on a double date to a car show in Omaha.  On the way up, we looked up the prices online of the tickets and they were like 20 bucks a ticket.  Our men live and breathe cars, so they would have been ok with still going, but us women weren't all that excited to look at cars for a couple hours and spend 40 bucks to do it. 

So, as we are on our way to the car show, we make the impromptu decision to visit Tully's, a kennel in Omaha.  Tully's has a ton of diffrent dog breeds, all puppies, for sale. 
Now, some people don't like Tully's because they say the puppies are from puppy mills, and believe me, I am the first person to tell you all about my absolute hate, anger, and disgust of puppy mills because of a situation Ryan and had with one. 
You'll hear all about that when I tell you the story of Hudson.

Here's my opinion on Tully's:  Allie is from Tully's and there has never been anything "wrong" with Allie.  I've had more health problems with Hudson, our designer dog from a breeder, than I have with Tully's.  But the way I look at it, even if there was something wrong with Allie, I still would have adopted her.  In my mind, I want to take that dog out of it's environment and give it the best damn life it could ever imagine.  Why leave a puppy in a horrible environment, when you can bring it to your home and show it love, even if it has health problems as a result of it's upbringing?  That's my two cents. :)

Ok, so back to Allie. 

Allie loves being in the car;
she's always perched up like this looking out the window.
The four of us go to Tully's just to look at the puppies because that was our idea of a good time.  We're walking through, and I see a kennel with a beagle in it.  I've only ever had beagle's growing up, so I am immediately drawn to them.  I see only one beagle though in this kennel, and as I get closer, I notice a sale sign on the kennel for $250.  All her siblings had been sold and since she was the last one, she was on sale.

*I will say I hate that she literally was on sale; what is she a pair of jeans? But, I thank God that she was left for Ryan and I to adopt her.

I've always had a dog growing up, the same dog (a beagle, Murray) and he had died about a year and a half earlier at the age of 14.  I was ready to get a new dog but hadn't really truly thought much into it.

So when we see this beagle in her kennel, Adam, CJ, and Ryan start giving me the idea that I should adopt Allie.  I ask the employees if we can take her to a play room to get to know her and they said that would be fine.  We spent some time, all four of us plus this new little puppy in the play room and I'll be honest, at first I didn't know what to think. 

Oh, that little face just melts my heart
I hadn't expected to come home with a dog, and I knew I'd have to run it by my parents.  I call my mom, and tell her the story...except I fudged a little on her price.  I knew if I told my mom she was $250 she'd tell me that I shouldn't spend that much money and that it was a big fat no.  I told her she was on sale for $100...and after a small debate (my mom wasn't ready for a new dog yet) she agreed, without talking to my dad first. He was surprised, but ok with it.

From there, I went back in the kennel and started the adoption process.  I think I was more stunned then anything.  I mean, I woke up that morning having no idea I would go to sleep with a new puppy.

The first saturday of the month, at 11am, the sirens go off as a test. 
This happens, every.single.time.
She is a beagle, afterall!
Since I literally had no idea we were going to get a puppy, I had absolutely nothing for a new puppy, so we literally had to stop at Walmart and Petco on the way home so Ryan and I could buy food, dog bowls, collars, leashes, etc.  Adam and Cj stayed in the car with Allie while we ran in and bought necessaties.  I remember that shopping trip; it was so exciting buying items for a new puppy with my boyfriend!

We had no idea what to name her, but I knew I wanted a girly name.  I had only ever had boys for dogs, so I wanted a super girly name, even though beagles aren't typically that girly.  Cj suggested Ellie, and I fell in love.  We called her that for a couple days, but Ryan wasn't in love with it so he suggested Allie. 

It was just as girly, and very close to Ellie, so Allie Mae was born.  (I dont know why I called her Allie Mae, I still call her that to this day.  Does everyone make up middle names for their dogs? No?  Just me?)
She loves sunning herself.
She will find whatever ray of light there is just to lay in it.

I am so happy that fate brought us to Tully's that day.  We had absolutely no intention of going there and I'm so happy that we did.

6 years later, she has our heart more than ever.


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