June 2006

This is going to be another rewind- back to when Jeremy and I lived in a little house in Provo. We were renting this old tiny house. It was close to 50 years old, with all of the amenities you can expect in a house of that age. Meaning, 1 bathroom, and not attached to the master bedroom. Now that I think about it, I cant remember how we knew which bedroom was the master. The kitchen was the smallest room in the house, we had zero counter room. Ok, that was a lie, we had about 3 square feet of counter room. The walls were apparently wallpapered at one time. Although, it looked like someone textured over the paper, and then painted the walls. You could also see cracks in the walls from where the foundation settled.
It was the last week in June, and we were getting ready to move out the first of August. We had another place lined up, living with friends in Salt Lake, while we did some house shopping. On that Saturday we went to the movies, and then to the mall. One the way home from the mall, we saw a women with a puppy outside of the Costco. We stopped to pet this absolutely beautiful dog. He was called snoopy, and looked just like him. Black eyes, with a white face. Most of his body was white, and the base of his tail was black. You could see that his skin had black spots under the pure white fur. We found out the interesting lineage of this pup, he was half Beagle and half Border Collie. Interestingly enough, the Beagle was the mom. He had the smooth fur of a Beagle, and we were informed that he shouldnt get bigger than 35 lbs.

We knew we shouldnt get an animal, since we were currently renting- and planning on renting for at least 2 more months. There was something about that little puppy that was irresistible. Jeremy ran to our house, to withdraw the money needed to purchase this puppy.

















We brought this little guy back to our house, much to the suprise of the friends we were moving in with in less than a month. Oops...

We then had to pick out a name. We went through a few different ones, including keeping Snoopy. Jeremy said NO to that one... We went through all the favorite names from TV shows and movies we watch. For anyone who has ever seen Dead Like Me- we named our dog after Mason.

We moved in with our friends on the first of August, and moved into our own house by the third week of August. We were happy that by that time Mason was potty trained, although our friends werent quite so happy we potty trained him at their house.

Mason has since grown to be 65 lbs. People think he could be a Dalmatian, mostly b/c the spots on his skin have started to grow out in the fur. He also gets confused with a Pointer, with the way he is built. Apparently he got the fur and howling from the Beagle, but the size of a big Collie.

That was 3 years ago this week. I do not regret getting Mason- regardless of all of the shenanigens he seems to put us through.