{"id":20296,"date":"2024-10-31T10:16:00","date_gmt":"2024-10-31T14:16:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/?p=20296"},"modified":"2025-10-10T10:24:14","modified_gmt":"2025-10-10T14:24:14","slug":"october","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/2024\/10\/31\/october\/","title":{"rendered":"October"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

Oh October. You have done me dirty the last two years. I really really like October and it hurts my feelings that you keep coming at me like this. Last year it was Cole’s accident. This year you took my dog and my beach house. What gives? You win. Now go away.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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I’m not going to go into about how losing Oakley on October 2nd absolutely gutted me. I am still so incredibly heartbroken, I still look for him everywhere. Both of the shoes I take off now remain in the same spot. I can leave my socks anywhere I want. No one greets me at the door. Hudson looks around for him as well but seems to be enjoying his solo dog status. Jerk. And yes this a pic of Hud because it hurts like hell to look at pictures of Oakley right now.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Hudson has been going with me everywhere. He seems to like that too. The night we lost Oakley we ran into our pet sitter and told her the news. She grabbed Hudson and sobbed. And I sobbed with her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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And that night I went to bed with only one dog<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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We decided that we needed a change of scenery so we packed up and drove over to the beach<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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We stared at the Milky way from our deck<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Hudson got some golf cart rides and walks around the park<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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We saw some baby turtles make their way to the ocean<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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We had some porch time<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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We were sad<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Back at home, Oak kept sending me butterflies<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Cole and Rhi came for a visit<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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The garden gave me it’s last tomatoes<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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And then I got the call. Our beach house burned down<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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I don’t even have words to describe it. Still in total shock<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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But life has to go on. What else can you do but put one foot in front of the other.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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And also vote because our future depends on it<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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And get a little sun on our faces<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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And give lots of love to my boy<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Went to a halloween party with friends<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Went to a pumpkin farm<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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And that wraps up October. Good riddance.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Oh October. You have done me dirty the last two years. I really really like October and it hurts my feelings that you keep coming at me like this. Last year it was Cole’s accident. This year you took my dog and my beach house. What gives? You win. Now go away. I’m not going to go into about how losing Oakley on October 2nd absolutely gutted me. I am still so incredibly heartbroken, I still look for him everywhere. Both of the shoes I take off now remain in the same spot. I can leave my socks anywhere I want. No one greets me at the door. Hudson looks around for him as well but seems to be enjoying his solo dog status. Jerk. And yes this a pic of Hud because it hurts like hell to look at pictures of Oakley right now. Hudson has been going with me everywhere. He seems to like that too. The night we lost Oakley we ran into our pet sitter and told her the news. She grabbed Hudson and sobbed. And I sobbed with her. And that night I went to bed with only one dog We decided that we needed a change of scenery so we packed up and drove over to the beach We stared at the Milky way from our deck Hudson got some golf cart rides and walks around the park We saw some baby turtles make their way to the ocean We had some porch time We were sad Back at home, Oak kept sending me butterflies Cole and Rhi came for a visit The garden gave me it’s last tomatoes And then I got the call. Our beach house burned down I don’t even have words to describe it. Still in total shock But life has to go on. What else can you do but put one foot in front of the other. And also vote because our future depends on it And get a little sun on our faces And give lots of love to my boy Went to a halloween party with friends Went to a pumpkin farm And that wraps up October. Good riddance.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4,"featured_media":20295,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[13],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-20296","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-life"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/11\/F377E854-24D4-4775-A989-AB5832025CFA.jpeg","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/20296","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/4"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=20296"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/20296\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":20298,"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/20296\/revisions\/20298"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/20295"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=20296"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=20296"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=20296"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}