Haven’t posted in awhile because I’ve been grieving. This last week I re-homed my little dog, Hercules. While I know it was the right thing to do. Responsible and all that crap. It doesn’t stop it from sucking.
I don’t really feel like blogging about it right at the moment, although all of you who’ve known me for the last 8 and a half years that I’ve had my dog will probably be confused. I apologize. I just need some time before I can express what I feel. I just lost my little man. For those of you who knew him and loved him, rest assured I interviewed his new mom thoroughly. I even set up a test run with her to see how he behaved - and those of you who know how obnoxious he is, will be stunned to know he let her pick him up, he didn’t bark at her or bite, despite how much I wanted him to so I would have an excuse to turn her down.
To my astonishment, Hercules, the orneriest dog I know actually cuddled with a stranger and allowed her to manhandle him. She’s been sending me progress reports by email and we talk on the phone. He’s doing great, being fed far too much popcorn and pepperoni and he loves it.
He has a new pack now. A full house with a big family where they all dote. He won’t be traveling with me. This is better for everyone. And now I think I’ll go cry for a while.
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