I love my dog a lot. I have been crying a lot for the last several days. But today is the day we say goodbye to our beloved greyhound.
We loved him and he loved us. Our house is just not the right fit for him.
I kind of feel like I did him a disservice by bringing him here at all. He should have gone to another family from the beginning. We were matched with Henry only 3 months after we brought B-dog home and had we known we were bringing home a baby so quickly, we never would have got a dog.
But we got him and he came into our hearts. He's a pain in the butt, but we really love him.
It is difficult to explain to Henry that B-dog is going to live with another family. It is tough for him to understand.
My greatest fear is Henry will think we would do the same thing with him.
I talked to the social worker and K is 3 cm dilated, so she could go into labor any time now.
All of this is a lot of change for my little Henry and I am concerned about what his behavior is going to be like. He is not an easy kid to begin with, and all of this turmoil of losing his dog and becoming a big brother is going to be completely overwhelming to him.
And despite how sad I am about B-dog, I can only imagine what K is going through right now. What I am feeling about B-dog can't even match 1% of the emotion that first parents must feel.
It's an emotional time here at our house. We will get through it and things will get better, but right now we are stuck in an emotional sink hole.
I have to believe that dogs are adaptable and B-dog will find a family without small children that will love him well.
We will miss you, dogger.