So I had to do one of the hardest things ever today. I had to admit that Penny was not working in our family and I had to make the decision to return her to the Humane Society. And can I tell you that today is the suckiest day I've had since Otis died! There is nothing worse than returning a dog you've tried to make a part of your family for four months. She was sweet, she was soft, she was beautiful and she hated it here! She didn't like the kids, especially the Piggy. She didn't like all the noise and ruckus that, quite frankly, defines our entire existence. She attacked Nigel frequently and she had some serious aggressive tendencies when it came to food and toys all of which are not OK when you've got a three year-old that doesn't understand the ground rules of owning a dog with those tendencies. I had a nice long talk with the woman at the shelter and broke down crying like a blubbering idiot. She told me not to beat myself up that unfortunately just because you WANT the situation to work doesn't mean it always will. Penny needs something I can't give her. She needs a quiet home with no other dogs and she needs plenty of opportunity to run outside and not get into trouble because of a damn garden, she needs a fence tighter than Ft. Knox! Luckily for Penny, there was a couple that returned a dog a couple of days ago that returned their dog for the complete opposite reasons we returned Penny. The shelter plans to call them because they thinks they could be that perfect match. I hope it works out. That little dog deserves nothing short of the perfect home and I wish more than anything it could have been with us. I'm sure I'll end up with an ulcer before it's all said and done.
On a bright note, she is highly adoptable and the woman at the shelter seems to think she won't spend much time with them. Nigel will no longer have to fear for his life and he can actually enjoy a bone or toy without the threat of someone bigger coming and taking it away. I do not have to live in fear that the Piggy is going to try to pick up Penny's bone and get her hand ripped off! This transition is super hard, but I truly believe that it will all work out for the best. The Humane Association wants her to find a great home as much as I do.
But now is a time to focus on our future with Nigel. HE worked.
Thankfully, I can attest without a doubt that we will be his forever home and I guess I should be glad that I was able to make a difference for at least one. I'm glad for that, but it certainly doesn't make this situation any better. Today sucks.
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