Saying "Goodbye" is breaking my heart
Wednesday, September 14, 2011
Last March I purchased a 12 week old Coton du Tulear puppy. He has been my walking partner (when possible), my companion (with husband gone so often) and someone to tell all my ups and downs too (yes I know, I am not nuts, but he can still listen. At the time, my hours were few and far between, with no increase in sight, but due to an employee being transferred, my hours have increased dramatically. My puppy's name is Pepper, and being a Coton, he suffers from Separation Anxiety on occasion. The first month and a half it was terrible and everytime I came home (every two hours) his crate was filled with (to put it poop). What a mess to clean up and during an 8 hour shift that entailed cleaning it 3 times during a shift and it was getting to be too much. Well low and behold, things changed and he stopped and coming home was no problem. I came home still every two hours took him out to do his business, give him a treat, then back in the crate he went.
Well, things got better and I only had to come home every 4 hours with success and all of a sudden, the pooping has come back with a vengence with no easing off, so I have had to make a really hard decision. Do I still persevere and let him spend an 8 hour day in a crate or give him up to have a good life. The latter has been my decision.
The good news, he is going to a home with another Coton, where the people are home 24/7 and with a fenced in backyard. This is what he needs, 24 hour loving, and a playmate. Saying goodbye, is hard, but I have to keep telling myself, I am doing the best thing for him.
I will miss Pepper, and he will always have a small place in my heart. Goodbye Pepper, I love you and always will.