#ShitGotReal: I sold my #SpiritHood

#TalkNerdyToMeLover's @JenSquard

Oh, man, I'm sick as frick.  Soooo so sick.  God damn flu. I'm totally not one of those people that enjoy being sick because of the attention.  I mostly just want to move on and act normal, so I'm going to post it up.  Except I can't physically get up to go to the Mac, so I'm on the laptop (hence the weird login and lack of photos).  I apologize in advance for lack of personality.

So anyways, I went out with @TGumb last week, and as you may have read, nights with him can get wild really fast.  I'll post on all that business sometime when I'm not taking breaks to poop soup. 

I of course had on the SpiritHood - the Husky.  Love it.  I was letting everyone try it on and love it, and one of the girls we were with (a girl from high school that was a few years older than me and one of the untouchables) started talking to me about it.  She asked where I got it, and tried it on.  Then she embarked on a story that really touched me. 

Her 17-year-old sister-in-law lives with her, and they have three huskies.  One day Jaime's (the girl from high school that I ended up really enjoying) husband took two of their dogs up to his parent's house, a huge peach orchard outside of town, to have lunch.  He let the dogs run around, and while they were eating a neighbor came to the door (apparently a nutso neighbor that they have had problems with before) and said, "I just shot your dogs because they were on my property."  David (the hubby) obviously freaked out, and went to find them.  They had been shot several times and died.  When he asked the guy why he would do that, he said, "Well I have been seeing foxes and coyotes around and thought that's what they were."  Obvious lie, huskies look nothing anywhere close to either of those animals, and everyone in our area knows that.  Devastating, right?  I'm a total dog person (hence the husky SpiritHood), so I cried for her, and for the poor dog that they still have who is beyond heartbroken.

She told me that she really needed to get one of those hoods for her sister-in-law, who thought of her husky (one of the pups that was killed) as her spirit animal.  Problem = it was Thursday, two days before Christmas.  I felt bad for them, but couldn't handle talking about it anymore, so we moved on with our night. 

We ended up at Jaime's house after the bar, and I got to meet Manko, the amazing husky that they still have.  Awesome awesome awesome.  I let her wear the SpiritHood for a while, and I wore Tucker's red fox (which turns out to be a way better SpiritHood for me - not nearly as warm, and totally matches my personality better).  At one point she asked Tucker if she could buy his, and he said no way jose.  She said what about for $2,000?  And he said yes yes yes.  Of course she was joking, but it was super obvious that Tucker wasn't at all interested in parting with his.  After giving it some thought I realized that I wanted to do this for her.

I love love love love love times infinity my SpiritHood, but I have also lost a pet and know how terrible that is.  I wanted this girl to be able to stay connected to her dog that was taken from her, and if selling my awesome SpiritHood would go towards something good, then fine, I'm all about paying it forward.  Jamie appreciated it so much that she paid me way more than necessary, which I wouldn't have taken if I hadn't been so incredibly impaired at that point.  But I'm going to use that extra money for gas to get me to Aspen, the closest town that has SpiritHoods in stores.  You totally need to try these things on and let them choose you.  I am thinking red fox is the way I'll go, but we'll see...

So goodbye, SpiritHood.  I loved you dearly, and miss you already.  But you are mending wounds that run incredibly deep.  Fly free, my love.

Find your own SpiritHood.  Like now.

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