The following list is taken from my journal. I'm sure most LDS girls have a similar lists. Thanks to my Young Woman leaders growing up I made my own list of "characteristics of a guy I wanted to date/marry" I would always refer to this list as I was dating. It was rare for a guy to meet all of them.
1) Doesn't swear. EVER. (I hate swearing, I think it is horribly rude and ugly. If I hear swearing, I automatically want to cringe. No hubby of mine would swear.
2) Taller than me.)
3) Returned missionary. (while I was dating I realized this wasnt a huge deal... being that I dated a lot of "winner" returned missionaries. )
4) Treats his mother with respect.
5) Doesn't talk bad about ex girlfriends
6) Sense of Humor
7) Wants to have at least 4 kids. (ha... I don't think I even fit my list anymore..)
8) Doesn't watch rated R movies or read inappropriate material.
9) Gets along with my family
10) Treats me like a queen (I know.. I know, I almost didn't put that one on here)
11) Honors his priesthood
12)Attends church regularly, never trying to find excuses not to go
13) Desires to go on a mission with me when we are older
14) Must have a love for animals *** REFER TO THIS ONE LATER IN THIS POST****
15) Loves living in Utah
16) Has a positive attitude.
17) Doesn't have a temper.
This is my original list, as I started dating I would put check marks on it and add stuff, but anyway.. what I'm trying to get at here is Dave met every single one of those requirements but ONE and that would be the love of animals. (To this day, I have never heard Dave swear)
Dave made it clear that if we were to marry, we would never have any pets. Landon is lucky to have his beta fish, Gilbert.
Also, as Dave and I got a little more serious in our relationship so did my realization that he really likes to hunt... Growing up in my house I was almost taught that people who hunted were bad. I know my mom didn't come out and say it that way, it's just the way I perceived things. In our house, if a spider was found, the rule of thumb was to capture it, and release it outside. (yes, my mom STILL does this) So I kind of had a problem with the fact that this guy who I had fallen head over heals in love with hunted. I couldn't see how someone as kindhearted and gentle as Dave could go out and massacre one of our Heavenly Father's beautiful creations.

(Dave's first dear)
After Dave went hunting the first time after we'd begun dating I realized just how exciting this "sport" was to him, and how it was more of a bonding time for him and his brothers. Also, that this was just the way Dave was raised and he didn't see any harm in it. So, we came to an agreement. Here were the conditions of him hunting if were were to marry.
1) If he ever "got" something, he would NEVER under any circumstances ask me to cook it up for him.
2) He would also NEVER bring the dead rotten thing to our house. NEVER (that's what his dad's house is for)
3) If he were to ever mount one of his "trophies" in our house, he would agree to let me have a little pet dog. (YEAH!!!!)
4) He would always call me the second he can once he is down from the mountain and has cell coverage, so I could be sure he was safe.
So anyway, there you have it. I married a hunter. I still HATE IT!!!!! I always tell Dave there is nothing I would want to change about him. I have changed my mind. I wish he hated hunting as much as I do, and that he could find a better bonding activity to do with his family.
So Dave has a hunting trip he is trying to plan. He wants to be gone for 4 days. I am DREADING it. I know a lot of people have their hubby's gone for longer than this, but they don't have their husbands up in the mountains with no cell phone coverage and no way to talk to them for those 4 days. I get so anxious worrying something bad has happened and no one would even know it. I asked Dave to please let me purchase him some bear spray and he laughed at me. (Don't you think bear spray is a good idea?) Anyway.... I told Dave that he shouldn't be surprised when he gets home and this has found a new home in the garage.

We don't see any little pet dogs running around do we? I hate this ugly dear head and it is embarrassing to have on my wall. ICK. I've put up with it for 6 years now and I am done.