After two days and nights of listening to her pace the floor, whine whine whine whine whine and repeat, two days of her not eating a thing (dry food, wet food, milkbones, peanut butter, fat from shredded granny pants - not one morsel would pass her sorrowful doggy lips), realizing that we had taken a dog that was used to being outdoors a lot, with six other dogs to play with, and put her in a home where she would spend her nights indoors and dog-friendless, we decided (after a bit of coyote-type howling at three a.m. woke Cass and he padded in to say "Mommy? I think the dog is scared and wants her Mommy') that she would be happier at her old home.
And she was.
After Bear said goodbye (and he really liked having a dog here) and the kids gave her a last pat, I took her back. Pulling up in the driveway, the dog wormed her way out of the back into the front seat and gave a couple of joyful barks. Once I let her out, she ran around and played fetch and rolled over in joy so her tummy could be rubbed by the man that raised her. She was acting like a puppy - a big change from the timid, restless, unhappy animal I'd had at my house, all doggy grins and flopping, foolish tongue.
So we are still looking for a dog. Perhaps a puppy.
Waiting until the fit is exactly right, though, doesn't help with the emptiness here in the house tonight.
7 comments:
Oh I'm sorry the doggie thingie didn't work out. We love our doggie. But I'd not quickly recommend that puppy thang. It can be worse than having a newborn.
Margaret -
Exactly. B has wanted a puppy since our last dog died, and I keep putting him off because my feeling is that one critter (Rosey) in the house that I have to clean up poop after is enough...
I'm sorry it didn't work out.
We had our own doggie drama here, returning Haily to the pound. It was several months before we tried again with our puppy, Sunshine.
She is perfect for us and I am so glad we didn't give up!
All that to say ~ the perfect one will come along and feel "right" for everyone.
I hope you find YOUR sunshine soon.
We lost our dear old border collie on Father's Day, 2003. Haven't been able to replace him yet - mostly as I am STILL overwhelmed with children and want them away at full-day school before I undertake another 'child'. We'd love a dog, but I don't have the time right now.
I understand how hard it must've been to make the decision to take him back. It was the right thing to do.
if you love somedoggy, set them free, eh?
You did the right thing. And sometimes...the right thing hurts.
Good for you for doing what was right for the pup. The right pet will come along for you. :)
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