She's going away. I know that, based on my last "Sinda" post, I should be thrilled. There's a part of me that is, and there's a different part of me that's really sad. I do love her, you know. She's incredibly affectionate and that makes it hard. I think the biggest emotion I feel is relief. I just can't do her right now. I have too many other things on my plate. She needs time and attention that I just can't give. Fortunately, the breeder where I got her (karinakees.com) is wonderful. She truly loves her dogs, and is happy to take her back. Maybe not happy, but she's very understanding and supportive. Isn't that fantastic? She will help her to find a new home. As a matter of fact, she already has a lady that's interested in her. A single mom with one 5-year-old child who works from home. Sounds perfect. That "only child" NEEDS Sinda.
That sort of makes me cry. I know that this is right, but it's hard anyway. I've had her for almost a year and I do love her. I just want her to be happy. I think we'll both be happier.
So tomorrow I take her back. There are many good things that will come from this. I could list them, but that would get boring. I do know that I'll be able to enjoy Rocky more. Right now any time I try to pay him any attention she's right there. Bless her heart.
Do I regret getting her? Maybe. But she's taught me something:
I like dogs that are little....with little mouths....and little hair....and little poop.
Sorry, maybe I took that too far.