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ohtheseboysilove · 6 years ago

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Insanely yours [Ben Hardy x F!Reader] !Epilogue!

Words : 5,100 K + (it totally went out of control)

Warnings : language, tiny bit of steamy time, angst, fluffy shit

Summary : Ben is being weird. You find the reason when you come back home earlier than expected.

Note : Here it is, last part of Insanely yours...please tell me what you think, if you’re happy with Reader desicion or disappointed ect, want to know everything xx

Also we know absolutely nothing about Ben’s family so in my story he got sisters but it’s not real important anyway

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@/ none of these gifs are mine xx

Around 6 years later...

The sun was caressing deliciously your skin, only covered by a light summer dress. The wind was blowing softly in your loose hairs as you stretched your arms lazily. A book in your lap and a fresh lemonade in your hand, yeah life was good.

"Daddy catch me !" You smiled sweetly as your three years old son, jumped enthusiastically in the swimming pool, your husband catching him right when he entered the warm water. His giggle echoing in the garden and it was definitively one of your favourite sound in the whole world. "Can we play shark again ?" He asked with a pout, his small arms crossed behind your husband neck, his inflatable rubber ring in a dinosaur shape safely hanging around his waist. "You want to play Shark, again ? We played for hours this morning Bunny !" He pressed a loud kiss on his nose and your son giggled even more. "Please, daddy ! Do the shark !" Your husband sighed and wiggles his eyebrows before chasing your little boy in the water. He screamed loudly, trying to swim the quickest possible to escape the "shark" aka daddy. When your husband disappeared under the water, your son gasped worriedly, looking everywhere to find his father. Suddenly he reappeared and caught your son by the waist, making him laughed in a high pitched voice. "Alright Bunny, let’s go see mom and the little princess, I could have a snack now. How do ice cream sound to you buddy ?" Your husband tousled your son’s locks with a wink and they both get out from the pool, your little boy running happily to you. "Mummy ! Dad said I can have some ice cream !" His pretty eyes sparkling excitedly at the thought of the sweet dessert waiting for him in the fridge. "You’re so lucky !" You exclaimed as you put a towel around his little shoulders, rubbed his skin slightly. "Which flavour you’re going to choose sweetie ? Pistachio or chocolate ?" Your hand gently pushing away the wet hairs from his eyes. "Hmm, probably chocolate" He scrunched his cute little nose as he thought intensely and nodded before running to the kitchen. Your husband, well wet husband sat next to you in the long chair, pushing your legs away. You whined as he shook vigorously his head, drops of waters flying on you. "Hey would you stop that ? We already have three dogs, I don’t want an other one, you dork” You chuckled and pushed away his pouty face. "How are my favourite girls ?" He asked as he lay down next to you, squeezing you tightly but you happily rested most of your body on his chest, shivers running through your spine at the freshness of his skin. "We are perfectly fine” You replied as both of you looked toward the little mattress on the grass, your baby girl of three months peacefully sleeping under the shadow of the tree. Next to here was Lennon, snoring quietly, her little nose resting on her stomach, in a protective way. "She is so pretty, I can’t believe we did that" You gently stroke your husband’s jaw, pressing a sweet kiss on his lips as he sighed happily. "I love you sweet cheek" He murmured and you hummed softly, your gaze lost in his incredible eyes. "And I can’t thank you enough for our wonderful family you give us" "Well, if I remembered correctly, you were pretty helpful in the process, love” He snorted lightly before stealing a sip of your drink. " We did that as a team, love and I would like to say we’re a damn good team" You pecked his mouth, now tasting lemonade and he happily reciprocated the kiss, his hand resting on your hips. "We are an amazing team hon, the best of the best" He squeezed your waist playfully. "Daddy ! Mummy !" Your son came back, his mouth covered in chocolate as the rest of the ice cream was in the bowl he was carrying. Next to him was Bowie running, the newest addition to the family, a cute little puppy that you and your husband offered to your son for his third birthday. And walking calmly behind was Frankie, her usual brown furs covered now in grey as she wasn’t a young pup anymore but still the sweetheart as ever. "How is the ice cream bub ?" You asked as you cleaned his messy face with a tissue. "Good mummy !" He put a spoonful in his mouth, humming loudly before rubbing playfully his belly. "Oh boo-boo is awake !" He turned to his little sister and carefully took her tiny hand in his, he smiled widely when she grabbed one his finger, babilling curiously. "Hey, here is the daddy’s girl" You husband cooed completely under the spell of the little one, taking her in his arm, her small head resting on his bare chest. "Did you sleep well my love ?" He gently stroke her back as she slowly emerged from sleep, a little yawn escaping from her mouth. You heart beamed strongly in your chest as this adorable sight, you love them so fucking much, you didn’t know it was possible to love someone that much but three ! It was truly insane but in the most perfectly way. "What’s wrong with boo-boo ?" Asked your son as he took a closer look as his baby sister, her little face twisting in a grimace. "I think she’s hungry honey” You replied to your son as you made grabby hands toward your husband for the baby. He humphed a bit but gave you the little girl who was crying loudly now.

“I can share my ice-cream with you !” Exclaimed innocently your son, shoving his bowl under the nose of his sister.

“That’s very nice Bunny but your sister is too young for ice cream, for now she only drink Mommy’s milk” Explained your husband as your son climbed on his lap, looking curiously at you.

You carefully placed your baby on your chest and moved slightly your bikini top, freeing one of your breast, cooed gently at her as she immediately started sucking on your nipple, her face relaxing progressively. You son watched silently for few minutes, his brows furrowed slightly then he turned to his father.

“Can we go play Shark in the pool ?”

You coughed to hide a laugh but your husband saw you anyway, giving you a pouty face.

“Oh Bunny, don’t you rather do some colouring ? Or we can do a puzzle ?” He faked a big enthusiast smile to convince the little boy.

“No daddy, I really want to play Shark with you !” He beamed, tugging as his father’s arms. “Come on daddy !”

“Yeah you should go daddy” You teased, knowing perfectly that your husband was dreaming to lay down for a nap under the warm sun, but the perks of being a father...your kids became the priority number one. He opened his mouth to chat you back but you shushed him with a finger. “I carried nine months each of these little sweethearts, so you own me eighteen months of parent’s job” You smiled cheekily and he just sighed dramatically.

“Alright, if you want to play dirty...no sex for you tonight darling” He put a kiss on your smiling mouth and stood up, shushing your son to the pool. “You will keep those filthy little hands to yourself, far away from this extremely sexy body” He rubbed a hand on his torso before slapping his ass mockingly.

You snorted loudly as you shook your head. “Oh baby, you’re such a dork”

“But a dork that you love” He wiggled his eyebrows and blew you a kiss before joined your son in the pool, jumping with some silly moves in the water.

“A dork, that I love indeed” You smiled and sighed deeply, you never felt happier in your life, the decision you took this day, when Ben came back to you, was honestly one of the greatest your ever made.

And you never regretted it. No a single second. Not when you looked at your beautiful family that decision gave to you.

Flash back :

Ben’s warm lips were glued to yours, body against body and tongues tangled tightly. You moaned softly, you missed him so fucking much, nothing else matter except that he decided to come back to you.

“I love you so much (Y/N)” He mumbled against your mouth, his fingers stroking deeply your lower back. “Missed you, babe” He slid a hand under your shirt, squeezing gently your breast as you sighed, slowly laying down and grabbed Ben, he hovered over you, his smile didn’t leave his face for a second.

“I love you too Ben” You tugged as his shirt and he eagerly took it off and he did the same with your top, exposing your bare nipples to his hungry eyes.

He was finally back to you.

The blond’s pupils were wide and dark from lust, his mouth hovering on your tits, teasing you a bit until your begging moans satisfied him enough to give you what you wanted. Multiple kisses were pressed on your breast, Ben was incredibly soft and sweet with you, his eyes locked with you all the time, the fear of you running away was still deeply rooted in his mind. But you were not going anywhere.

His tongue licked a strip of you burning skin, travelling to your exposed stomach, lazy and comfy sighs were leaving continually your mouth, your fingers tugging gently on his blond locks.

“Babe...Ben...Oh god” His head was between your legs, his teeth nibbling playfully at your thighs, hips jerking uncontrollably. “Mmm feel nice...”

“I know babe, I know what to do to please you” He winked at you, pressing a light kiss on your bitten skin earning a noise between a giggle and a moaning. “Because you’re mine. All mine”

You could swear your heart stopped as soon as these few last words left his mouth. You felt like someone just dropped a bucket full of frozen water on your shoulder, the cold running through your veins in every inches of your body. And Ben immediately sensed your change of behaviour. Your breathing increased heavily but not because Ben’s caresses anymore.

“Babe, you’re alright ?” His smile falling worriedly as you sat up, face still shocked. “(Y/N), hey...what’s wrong ?” He crawled next to you, his hands cupping your jaw. “I’m sorry, it’s too soon I shouldn’t have–“

“Can you repeat what you just said ?” You asked slowly, you voice sounding almost robotic.

Ben blinked few times, trying to understand what was going on.

“I said...I’m...I’m sorry I shouldn’t–“

“Not that Ben ! You snapped angrily and he let his hands fall from your face at your little outburst. “Repeat your words after you said that you know what to do to please me” The blond was completely clueless but he was sweating profusely, his mouth half-open as he tried to remember what he had say.. You stared straight at him, your tense jaw clenching roughly on your features.

“I don’t remember babe, it’s just a thing I said during the moment” His fingers were nervously fidgeting with his tee-shirt on the floor. He knew he messed up somewhere but he could put the finger on it. “(Y/N), I’m sorry if I say something that could offend you–“

A dry chuckled escaped your mouth and you shook your head slowly.

“Offend me ? No, in fact I should thank you Ben.” You grabbed your top and put it back, no wanted to expose your bare chest to his eyes for an other second. He swallowed thickly and followed you when you stood up, his heart pulsating messily into his ribcage, the situation was sliding off his fingers and he didn’t like that at all.

“(Y/N) ?” His voice was weak and full of worries.

“You said : You’re mine. All mine” You replied as you rested your hands on the back of a chair, supporting yourself on it. You felt incredibly ridiculous. Ben looked at you, his big puppy eyes showing his confused emotions. Mostly lost and worried. “Do you know when I heard you say these words for the first time Ben ?” You asked with a fake smile, your eyes were burning with anger. He immediately shook his head, his lower lip tightly trapped in his teeth, biting it roughly. “Come on Benny, take a wild guess”

Your sarcastic tone sent a shiver thought his body, it was the one you used when you were hurt, hiding your sadness with pettiness, clearly announcing troubles. The blond furrowed his brows, he thought deeply, looking for the right answer to please you. Did he say that for one of your birthdays ? Or for your first time together ? Or...he closed brutally his eyes. The sadness and anger in you voice fitting the piece of the puzzle in his mind. Shit. Virginia.

“Yes, fuck right ?” You faked a snort when the guilt drowned his usual jovial face. He remembered now. “I could repeat every single words you said to her that day, Ben. And hers. She replied to you : I’m all yours babe” You spat the last word, absolutely disgusted by this stolen nickname.

How did you let him call you like this again ? And why did you do the same ? Fucking dumb bitch you were.

“Ba– (Y/N), I’m so sorry, I’m fucking sorry–“ He started apologised again but you purely ignored him, you needed him to understand what he did to you, how much he hurt you that day.

“I remember every things Ben, all the little noises you had make, how loud she had scream your name...I tried to erased that afternoon from my memory but I fucking can’t” You grunted through your teeth, Ben’s sobs only adding fuel to your anger. “Every time I close my eyes, that’s all I can see, you fucking her, like nothing else matter”

“You are all what matter (Y/N), only you” He whined with pleading eyes. “It’s was mist–“

You brutally drop a hand on the table, the sound echoing through the room and Ben stopped talking, his Adam's apple bobbing loudly in his throat.

“Don’t you fucking dare say one more time it was a mistake Ben !” You took a deep breath, tugging roughly at your hairs. You were fucking pissed off. And sad. Incredibly hurt. “A drunk kiss at a party, you could eventually call that a mistake, but that...” You chuckled weakly. “It’s not a mistake, fucking and apparently dating, an other girl behind my back for months ! Then dumped me without any hesitation ? That’s a choice Benjamin, not a mistake. You made a choice this day, you chose her over me..” You angrily rubbed your watery eyes and sniffled quietly.

You wished he never had come back to you. He was now forcing you to do a choice you shouldn’t have to do, not after what he did. You knew what you had to do but it wasn’t that easy, sadly.

Ben whispered something that you didn’t here and you chuckled once more.

“If you’re still apologising Jones, you should stop wasting your saliva becau–“

“I broke up with her !” You took a step back at his sudden outburst. “She didn’t end thing between, I did it. It was my choice, not her. I choose you (Y/N)” He knuckles were white from gripping roughly at the chair, he pinched the ridge of his nose, his arms trembling from nerves. “I regretted my decision as soon as I broke up with you. The next morning when I woke up next to Virginia for the first time, you were the only thing on my mind. It felt nothing else than wrong, you were supposed to be in my arms, no one else. And certainly not here”

You were taken aback by his confession, your mind was blinded with confusion.

“You’re lying” You whispered as you curled up on yourself as soon as he tried to reach for you. He dropped his arm and shook his head.

“I’m not. I swear on Frankie and Lennon’s heads (Y/N), I fucked up everything, I’m a stupid asshole who couldn’t see that he had the most beautiful girl in his life because I was a selfish dumbass who felt lonely.” He bit the inside of his cheek to control his anger, the last thing he needed to do was screaming at you when he was the one who was wrong.

“You’re a fucking idiot Benjamin” You knew he was saying the truth, you could see it on his eyes and he wouldn’t bring your lovely girls in this mess if he was lying. He was maybe a selfish prick but he would never do something that could hurt them. Even religiously speaking. “Why did you wait eight months to come back ? Tell me why you abandoned Frankie like a fucking coward if you weren’t happy with this bitch ?” The tears was burning your eyes and your nose was drooling disgustingly, you were a pathetic mess but the situation was completely unreal.

“I was ashamed (Y/N) ! I treated you like shit, I knew you would had never take me back and honestly you deserved so much better than me” he confessed with a desperate voice, his shaky hands grabbing yours. You couldn’t move and you were surprised to still stand on your legs. “I wanted nothing than come back here and begging you like I just did but it wasn’t fair for you. So I stayed with Virginia few more months, trying to persuade myself that I was happy with her. But it wasn’t true” He turned to the shared patio where the dogs were playing happily and sighed sadly. “And for Frankie...I– I couldn’t look at her without seeing you, I was feeling so fucking guilty all the time. And she was so fucking depressed (Y/N), you should have seen her, crying and hiding in behind the sofa in the flat that she didn’t know, looking for you and Lennon every day. It broke my heart to saw her like, and all of her sadness was because of me. So I thought it was better to bring her back to her mom and sister” He chuckled softly when Frankie jumped on Lennon, both of them rolling on the grass, tails waging strongly. “I still think I made the good decision. With Frankie I mean, she is happier here, I can see that”

“Yes, you did the good thing Ben, Lennon was in the same state but I couldn’t...I couldn’t separate myself from her, I was too lonely. Fuck I sound really selfish right now” You chuckled quietly and Ben shook his head, his big eyes softening at your words.

“No (Y/N), don’t say that, you certainly are not selfish, all of this was because of me. Not you.” He cleared his throat, not quite finish with the explications he owned you. “I didn’t plan on coming back to you, even if I was dying to do it but yesterday it was my mom birthday, and ya know all my sisters were here, it was a real nightmare, I totally deserved it and they weren’t tender with me, at all"

You smiled a bit, you knew Ben’s sisters and you could totally see them kicking his ass for dumping you. You had a pretty good relationship with them but after the break-up they understood easily that it was hard for you to keep talking with them. They sent you few texts apologising for Ben’s decision, talking shit about him, you did laugh when you read it but they never mentioned the cheating so you easily guessed that Ben just said he found someone else. It confirmed you that right after.

"My dad didn’t say anything, except I was a big boy and made my own decision but mom and my sis, jesus, they didn’t stop for a single second like every time I saw them these last few months. But yesterday it was mom’s birthday so I couldn’t leave and so I kept drinking and drinking because I knew they were right, about everything. I was so mad and sad...and fucking slashed”

You whined, knowing how could Ben be when he was in a bad mood and drunk.

"So I told them everything" He continued as he rubbed his face, sighing loudly. “I told them I cheated on you, that I completely broke your heart...I swear I never saw my parents so disappointed. My sisters went mad, screaming at me and all, at the end mom kicked me out"

You eyes were the size of dinner plates, not expecting that from your ex stepmother. You did have a good bond but Ben was the only boy she had and she was very attached to him. Even a bit overprotective.

"She really did that ?"

"Yeah she did” He chuckled but it was easily to see how hurt he was about the reject of his family. “She said that she didn’t raise her kids to have this kind of behaviour, that she needed of time to...get over my shitty comportement” He shrugged, pretending it wasn’t a big deal but you knew how important family was for Benjamin, always been. "She was right thought, I fucked up royally with you, I didn’t know I could do something like that" He shook his head, his face twisted with shame.

"Yeah me neither" You replied bitterly, you had few thoughts about why Ben had been weird, feelings for someone else yes, it did painfully crossed your mind but cheating on you...it didn’t even figure in the list.

A silent fell between the two of you, awkward and really uncomfortable. You didn’t know what to do. And he didn’t know either.

"So...after you mother kicked you out, you went back at Virginia’s place and she kicked you out because you were hammered ? Then you ended almost throwing up on my doorstep” You asked, your fingers playing with the hem of your top. You were buying yourself some time to think at the big question you needed to answer :

Could you forget Ben ? Truly and completely ? Continuing your shared life without keeping any grudge against him ? If you gave him an other chance then used his cheating against him in the first next fight you two had, there was no point, expect keeping hurting each other. It would be unhealthy for both of you.

"No I didn’t go to Virginia’s place" He was answering your previous question. You almost forget your asked him as you were completely lost in you thoughts, biting your nails nervously. You glanced at him and his brows were furrowed roughly, like he was almost...offended ? "I went straight here, you were the only person in my mind. And I broke things with Virginian three months ago, she was mad at me all the time because I was distant and it’ wasn’t fair for her either"

The fact that he thought about how unfair it was for this girl and preferred break up with rather than make her suffer longer spread a bitter taste in your mouth. Yes, he was right and did the right thing but why he didn’t do the same for you ?

“I think, deeply I knew I was still in love with you and I didn’t want to tell you...and lose you” He replied the question you didn’t even ask and you weren’t really surprise. Ben could read you like an open book. “Selfish prick I was and now I’m paying the full price” He added with a defeat sigh.

Things weren’t going anywhere. An hour ago you were about to sleep with him, throwing any rest of self-love and pride of yourself in the bin. Then he said these few words who completely ruined the mood and made you remember what he did to you and how weak you were to just take him in your pants at his first try. You were ready to kick him off from your flat but then again, he opened his fucking mouth and shit, this bastard was good with words. He even used the family chord, with his mum’ story. He was desperate and ready to use everything he could to have you back, he clearly told you that. You appreciated his honesty, for once. You could have ask for few days, to think properly but you knew yourself too well. More time meant more conflicted thoughts in your head, the headache already coming at you. It was now or never. Yes or No ? If you said yes, you would take things slowly, giving you time and space to heal. If you said no, it would be truly over you would maybe regret it. Or not. No one could know that.

Ben cleared his throat, his nerves were on the edge as you were silent for some long minutes now. He took few steps closer to you but didn’t touch you, only watching you intensely with his beautiful green eyes, those which made you fall in love but which also break your heart in tiny pieces. You swallowed loudly and he did the same, his Adam’s apple bobbing nervously.

“Do you think you can give me a second chance ?”

End of the flash back.

You glanced at your baby girl, she was apparently full as she moved her mouth away from your nipple, a small yawn escaping from her perfect little lips. You put back your bikini top and gently moved her, placing her fragile head on your shoulder. You softly rubbed her back, cooing with this childishly voice that everyone made when they spoke to a baby. You kissed her head, inhaling deeply her delightful baby scent, wondering how you get yourself so lucky.

When Ben had ask you the fateful question, you had freeze for a minute. Then you took a deep breath, looking right into the blond’s eyes. You knew the right answer, there was only one acceptable to his request.

And it was no.

You didn’t have a lot of memories of the after. You remembered vaguely ugly cries and begging. But you had keep your head up, it had been hard and truly heart broken, god yes. But you knew you deserved better. And you were damn right.

A month after the second break-up, if you could call it like this, you were in a taxi driving to the airport. You knew London wasn’t for you anymore, not with all these memories of you and Ben, at every corners of every streets there was something that would remember you of your ex-boyfriend and if was being ridiculous how many places you stopped going because of that. You needed to go away from here, more especially from him.

It took you a second to decide where to go. New York. The big apple. A vivacious and full of life, giant city. The perfect cure to heal a heart broken, you were more than ready to go and get lost in this part of the globe.

Maybe you had been a bit to eager and you definitively had rush the things off but luck hadn’t been in your side on your very first day either. When you had arrive at the cheap motel that you had rent for a month, until you found what to do next, the owner of the – rather shitty – establishment had refuse you the entry because of Lennon and Frankie, denied shamelessly the fact that he had say yes when you had call to check directly with him. First day and you were already homeless, walking around the endless city with two tired dogs and a massive luggage, hoping to find another cheap place to stay for you and your baby girls. Honestly you had been on the verge of the tears, stress eating you alive. Then after two hours of useless wandering, a man had steal your handbag with the most important things inside as passport, visa, wallet and credit cart, every vital things to survive in an unknown city. That when you had burst in tears, completely freaking out.

Thankfully you still had your phone in your back pocket and, without any idea of what to do or where to go, you had turn to the only person who knew who was living in New York. You had look in your repertory, hoping you still had his number, and thankfully yes, you did. Between two hysterical hiccups you had call this number for the first time. At that period, he wasn’t even a friend, just...a vague acquittance for you but you didn’t have any other choice.

It had been clearly your faith, all those incidents had push your right onto his arms and you were incredible grateful for that. This man, who had only know you as girlfriend then ex-girlfriend of his good mate Ben, had let you sleep in his guest room for weeks – with your two dogs – without any hesitation after your sobbing and pathetic calls. He had been your greatest support, helping you in every step to get all your identities papers back, giving you a tour of the best secret spots of the city, flat hunting with you, introducing you to his friends...It hadn’t been love at the first sight, your relation were based on a strong friendship, the life saving kind of bond. But after months of friendship then a drunken kiss which led at a confession of shy feelings from both side...It had happen. Falling for this awesome man had been the most natural thing that ever happen to you, no rush about anything, more like a self evidence. You had fall pregnant only few months after you had move together, taking you both by surprise but it didn’t scare you, nothing could scare you with your man at your side. He asked you to marry him a year after the birth of your son, I gave you enough time to lost your baby weight, he had tell you with a goofy grin, you had indeed complain about it for months until you had been back at your normal weight, much confident for trying on dresses . Your wedding have been wonderful then you had buy this big house outside New York, to raise your little family which became bigger with the arrival of Bowie the puppy then recently, your beautiful baby girl.

It was funny how life works, if you hadn’t call him this day, he would probably never have ended marrying you and giving you two beautiful children. But thankfully you did.

So yes, leaving Ben this day was obviously one of the greatest decision you ever made.

But the best one you ever did was definitively to call him. Everything had start with a simple but nervous sentence pronouncing through your phone :

“Hi...is this still the number of Joseph Mazzello ? Oh thank god, Joe, I really need your help, you won’t believe what happen to me”

Hihi my sweet cutie pie Joe was my little easter egg that I couldn’t resist to ad in the story xx

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stephaniesrvtravels · 7 years ago

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I thought I would share with my readers the stories behind our beloved Golden Retriever rescues. We have opened our homes and shared our lives with four incredible Golden Retriever rescues, through Homeward Bound Golden Retriever Rescue. My husband adopted two Golden’s from the same litter, from a breeder back in 1999, before we knew better, so we have been fortunate to have a total of six Golden Retrievers in our lives.

The Golden Retriever breed originates in Scotland, all Golden Retrievers are descended from the original Scottish stock and were original bread as superior hunting dogs. Goldens were originally bred by a British Aristocrat, Lord Tweedmouth, who mixed a yellow-colored Retriever with a Tweed Water Spaniel, the result was a beautiful Golden Retriever.

I’ll share Elvis’s story first, he is our youngest and most recent rescue. Elvis is an English Creme Golden Retriever. We adopted him when he was 8 months old. He was bred by a breeder from Southern California, but several pups in his litter were born with heart murmurs. On a scale of 1-6, with 6 being the most severe, Elvis’s murmur registers at a 1-2. We knew he would be safe with us, since we didn’t do a lot of running.

Jeremy and I have always had two Golden Retrievers, first it was the sisters Athena and Empora, which you will learn about later, next came Trixie, then Fonzie and most recently Elvis.

We were not planning to adopt a puppy, in fact, we decided specifically not to. We lost our dearest Trixie in December of 2016 and by February we know it was time to find Fonzie a friend. We contacted Homeward Bound to let them know what type of Golden we were looking for. We wanted a female, pure bred, between the ages of 2-8. The didn’t have any available. In fact, it had been an excellent year for Homeward Bound, depending on the side of the fence you were sitting, they had only rescued a few hundred retrievers in 2017. There were literally that few that were being taken to shelters. Rewind back to 2012 when we rescued Trixie, they had rescued 700+ that year; Lots of people were losing their jobs and moving and giving up their Goldens. Great news for Golden Retrievers, not so great news if you were looking to rescue and had a preference. They had two Golden mixes that met our criteria. We decided to go and meet them.

When we were at Homeward Bound meeting the Golden mixes available, there was a pen full of puppies out front when we arrived. I was immediately interested, my husband not so much, as he had raised puppies and knew what a handful they could be. We were told the puppies were off limits, and not available as they were still under doctors care. That was the end of that. We didn’t connect with the Golden mixes available for different reasons, so I continued to check in each week over the phone.

We were really getting disappointed that they didn’t have any dogs available so my husband decided we should drive over again. Sometimes they have dogs that haven’t made the availability list for this or that reason. When we got there, a few of the puppies were still in the pen. The brought out the mixes we had met before and told us again how they didn’t have any Goldens that met our criteria. We went through the list of ALL available Goldens. I asked about the puppies one more time, but this time I was told they were available but I wasn’t on the list for puppies because I requested an older dog. I asked to be put on the list, and plead my case as I had adopted three Goldens prior. They told me I could write a letter requesting a puppy and they would let me know. I wrote my letter and crossed my fingers.

We were approved and could adopt a puppy. They invited us back to meet the two males puppies that were available and to pick one out. That was so much fun and such a hard decision. They were two beautiful white balls of fluff. They were equally energetic and playful. I wanted to take them both home. I let my husband decide, because I liked them both equally and couldn’t chose. Both puppies would make me equally as happy.

My husband is very creative, so I told him he should pick the name of our Golden. He had a name already picked out. Elvis, after Elvis Presley, the King. I loved it as soon as I heard it. Fonzie loved Elvis almost immediately.

Elvis is a handful. Elvis is full of energy and loves to chew on everything and anything. He hasn’t, knock on wood, eaten anything too expensive, and thus far our shoes have been safe, but he does like to chew. My four year old grand daughter has a completely different opinion, as his favorite snacks are her toys. She is very good about keeping her door closed tight these days.

Elvis is almost 18 months and weighs 85 lbs. He is a big boy. He had a family reunion with his litter mates and was almost twice the size of the others. We feed him the puppy food from Costco, in case your wondering.

Putting this blog post together has been a fun way to see his Growth over the past year.

Have you ever meet a Golden Retriever that didn’t like to SWIM? Elvis loves to splash in water in his play pool but wants nothing to do with the ocean. I’ve got him into the water, and he can swim but he quickly got out and didn’t want to come back.

Elvis loves to wiggle his way onto your lap, and will gladly crawl into bed with you.

Elvis loves his family, and when we have parties he works the crowd for pets and treats. He is less secure in big open spaces, Jeremy often says he has agoraphobia, which is fear of public, and large open spaces.

He is also the only guard Golden we have ever had, most Golden’s are 100% off duty indoors. Elvis is the opposite, he is alert and will let you know if something is wrong outside.

Elvis likes to travel with us, the first time we took him in the RV he did get carsick a few times but now he is a seasoned pro, and loves to go on road trips.

He is sweet lovable and kind and I am so glad we opened our home and lives to this adorable white Golden puppy. I can’t wait to build more memories with this charismatic charmer.

Are you thinking about adopting a Golden Retriever? Check to see if there is a Golden Retriever rescue nearby? There is usually a rescue organization for all breeds.

Rescue dogs are not free to adopt but the prices are much less than what you would pay at a breeder and you know the money is going towards an excellent cause of rescuing more dogs.

Rescues usually have a full check up, so you know in advance any health issues the dog may have and they are usually on a regiment to treat any existing health ailments. Most dogs will not be adopted out until they are fully treated but you can usually foster the dog.

Fostering also allows you to get to know the dogs temperament before you adopt. This is another great feature of rescuing a dog; you get to test drive them to see if they would be a good fit in your home. The foster parent always has the first right of refusal in adopting a dog they are fostering.

Contact the rescue, fill out the necessary paperwork, and schedule an in home visit to make sure your house meets safety requirement. This is a good thing, as most rescue organizations want to ensure the dogs are going to safe loving homes. You don’t have to be rich, you just have to provide a loving, safe, secure dog environment. They also do want to know that the dog will be sleeping indoors.

Here is the link for Homeward Bound Golden Retriever Rescue if you are near northern CA and are interested in rescuing a Golden.

This is part one of a 6 post installment on the stories behind our beloved Golden’s.

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