After dinner tonight The Reluctant Farmer got his boots on and said, "You need to come take a look at Bob. He has a lump on his neck: I didn't get a good look at it when I saw him earlier but you better check ... bring a flash light." The dogs do get tangled in barbed wire fences every so often, and it wouldn't be the first time we had a puppy with an infected scrape.
So, I got a flash light and my parka and my boots, and we headed outside. The dogs came trotting over to us when we reached the shed, and I quickly grabbed Bob's collar. I felt around, but didn't feel any matted fur or anything. The Reluctant Farmer felt around the opposite side and said, "Oh, here, it's right here ...."
... and from under Bob's collar, he pulled a silver ring.
"Will you marry me?"
I also said yes.
The ring's a temporary placeholder: he had seen some pretty ones on line but since he was going into town today he decided to just pick something out at a jewelry store in town. After visiting six different places and finding nothing in my size (nothing at all ... I have very tiny fingers), he settled on a plain silver band from Walmart as a placeholder.
We did just find the perfect long-term band online, and it should be on it's way from Ireland in short order.
The wedding will be in Canmore on May 17, 2008.
Marriage: I've finally found the person I want to annoy for the rest of my life.