I had to do the hardest thing on Sunday. Due to an up coming change in our living arrangements we have to find new homes for our 2 toy poodles, Sticker and Lance. After some calling around and leaving phone numbers with people, I received a call from a lady looking for a companion for her Toy Poodle as her other one passed a few months before. I wasn't expecting anything to happen so soon, but we arranged for Lance to meet with their family on Sunday. He got along really well with their dog and their kids fell in love with him immediately. So I suggested he stay the night to see how he goes and then if they were happy with him they could keep him. So far they have said he was a good boy and that they were all already in love with him.
Now I must explain, I got Lance and Sticker from the Lost Dogs Home about 4 years ago. They are my spoilt little babies, especially Lance, even on his naughtiest days I loved him terribly. So the mere thought of giving him away tore me up. But the other options were awful, kenneling them for 7-8 months with quarantine, plane flights etc, and then the possibility of them not passing quarantine and not being allowed to come home. We felt the best option would be to find them a family who would love and care for them as much as we do.
So when I got this call and met their family I knew straight away that he would be fine, more than fine, he would live better with them than here with us. No little kids to pull his hair or chase him around the house and plenty of laps to sit on for cuddles. Their house had a very relaxed and comfortable feel to it and I could tell that they are "Poodle People".
I came home to such a quiet house, no barking, no little shadow following me everywhere I go. I used to get upset with always having him under my feet, but now he isn't there I miss it. He was the most loyal and most loving dog I have ever had and my heart is now missing a piece now that he is not here. Poor Sticker seems lost, he has lost his brother and best friend. I will hang onto him for a while longer as I couldnt handle losing both so soon.
So I farewell you little Lance, with your annoying bark and stinky poos. My bed is cold without you tucked into my side and I will miss you more than you will know, and I pray for you to live long and happy with your new family. Be good to them, and don't poop in the house.
You have gone from a puppy with no home, to living in Dandenong with us, to living in South Yarra. You are moving up in the world and no one deserves it more than you.
I will always love you little Lance.
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