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This is our favorite story. We love to tell it any chance we get, and I am so excited to share it now, in full, in honor of our engagement! Things progressed very quickly in our relationship, so there has been a lot of speculation as to how it all unfolded. So, here it is – the story of Tim + Chrissy (and Tom and Fetty).
After a summer of being single for the first time since high school, I had sworn off dating indefinitely. Present day dating is a NIGHTMARE (can I get an amen?!) and I had officially given up, so I got a dog *cue Fetty*, moved into a new apartment, and stationed myself on the couch with a bottle of wine and a Netflix marathon or five for what I imagined would be the rest of my life.
During the moving process, I asked my friend’s boyfriend to watch Fetty for a few days. Around that same period of time, Tim’s dog April passed away. She was the second dog he lost that year, and she was his heart and soul. I actually very vividly remember being with my friend and her boyfriend, the day I was dropping Fetty off, when he received a call from Tim to tell him that she had passed. I didn’t know him, or anything about him at the time, but I remember hearing about how much he loved his dogs.
Tim ended up staying the night at my friend’s boyfriend’s house because he couldn’t stand to be in his own house, surrounded by all of the memories. A few days later, I was told about how Fetty was sort of uninterested in anyone but Tim, and that he ended up jumping up on the couch with him when he went to sleep, and didn’t move from that spot the entire night. Intuitive little dog, he is.
A few months later, I went over to my friend’s house with Fetty in tow and Tim just so happened to be there. This was our first time ever meeting – our friends had told us about each other, but we were both uninterested as he was dating someone, so we sat on opposite sides of the room while he played with Fetty – and every once in a while the group conversation would lead us to connect over something, such as our mutual love of Nashville and obsession with dogs.
Several more months had passed when I heard that Tim was suddenly single. Not long after I heard the news, I received a message from him on Facebook simply stating “Fetty” to which I responded “Yes”. After a few messages back and forth, he asked me if I would be interested in going with him to help rescue a dog one day soon (and honestly – that was probably the only way he could have gotten my number at that point, but he got my number nonetheless).
Everything else after that was a complete and total whirlwind and we never ended our conversation from that point on. We made plans to see each other the very next day with our friends and had our first official date a week later, at which point we both knew we were in love – seriously, it was CRAZY. Tim looked at me and said “I want to tell you something so badly but it’s seriously insane and I don’t know if I should even say it yet…” I quickly told him not to worry, that I already knew and he didn’t have to say anything. It was undeniable. Tim told me he wanted to marry me less than a week after that. Only a few months after that, I moved in with him. And now, a year and a half later, we live together with our two dogs, Tom and Fetty. We wake up and go on photo adventures every day, spontaneously happy dance together in the kitchen, we argue, but we laugh more, we learn together and we dream together –
Oh, and we are getting MARRIED!
check out Tim + Chrissy Get Engaged – Part 2 | How He Asked!
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