Family circumstances being what they are, I had to give my Great Pyrenees to a rescue group. I have taken in many animals over the years, took care of them, and then found them new homes. Granted there is always a bit of sadness at their leaving, but I at least know that I have chosen a good home and am generally working on my own time table.
This time the time table is not of my choosing and this was not a dog that I had rescued. Harley was a birthday present to me from a good friend who knew I had always wanted one. She has traveled with me to multiple homes. She was my protector. I knew as long as she was outside, no one would come near my door without me knowing. She is not mean or vicious but would you take that chance with an animal you don't know? She listened to me talk and on more than one occasion sat with me while I cried.
All I want to say is that I miss her. I'm proud of the decision I made for her. Of my options, I know I made the right one.
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