You all know the recent state of Spikey’s health. Not.good.in.the.slightest. We hadn’t heard anything back from our favorite HOA lady (yes, that’s her job title – “HOA Lady”), so we weren’t privy to Spikey’s prognosis. Since we hadn’t heard anything, we assumed the worst. The worst being that the Palm Tree Expert was still in transit from Palm Tree University (where he was a PhD, Professor). Damn him, forget grading dissertations, we had an emergency on our hands! We were going to give it a few more days, until this happened…
The 4some (Mom, Dad, Scott, and I) were hanging out yesterday [truth: my Dad was probably drying out the sink in the kitchen…AGAIN] when my Dad started
flailing his arms while spewing in Italian yelled for Scott and I to come to the kitchen window. “There’s a truck full of palm trees, there’s a truck full of palm trees!” We were like, “Okay, we’re coming!” And there it was…
Yes, we were creeping through our kitchen window
Holy palm trees, Batman – we thought. And then, the heaviness of the situation hit us. We won’t even get to say our goodbyes. =(
The shovel was inserted into the ground; Spikey’s fate was looming. Should I watch the tragedy unfold? Yes, NO, Yes, NO, YES! Here is the very last picture of Spikey (ever!) as a part of the Trottier family.
Now watch the drama unfold, as we did in real time, before your very eyes…
He collapsed right in half, my poor mushy booger
And just like that, Spikey was only a
frond fond memory. R.I.P. Spikey. You will be missed and never forgotten.
A moment of silence, please.
Yes, I’m totally serious!
Before we knew it, Spikey was being replaced – LITERALLY! When were we supposed to grieve?!?!?!?!
He would’ve wanted us to be happy…I just know it.
And then there she was…our hairy beauty. It was love (again) at first sight. She’s just GORGEOUS! Watch her becoming part of our family (and yours!) for yourself, step by glorious step.
You know what they say…everything happens for a reason!!!
We’re not ready to name her. OR maybe I’m pulling a Mariah Carey on your arses and keeping her name a secret for no apparent reason. Hmm…what do you think?
Truth is, I’m struggling. I have about 5 options that I’m going to put out to YOU tomorrow. That’s right – the new love of our life will be named via YOUR voting TOMORROW – so vote and make it count!
And the palm tree saga continues!!! =)
p.s. The guy driving the piece of machinery told me I owed him $5 for every picture I took. Haha – if he onnnllllly knew!
p.s.s. Don’t worry – our year warranty restarted yesterday. So if this show-stopper literally stops the show, we will be on tree #3!
Beach Count: *50*
Pool Count: 12
High Temperature: 95°