Wednesday, April 17, 2013
I have lived through what has been the worst 2 weeks of my life. Last fall I posted a blog that I lost a dog. It was a joke in that I had lost the weight of my 50lb dog. I got a lot of great reactions from that blog and I have thought of reblogging the same joke when I lost the weight of both of my dogs a while back. Unfortunately, I have lived the threat of literally losing my dog for the last 2 weeks. My dog Zoey has been in a shelter for 2 weeks because she escaped through a gate with a broken latch and attacked a dog a week ago Monday. I have been devastated and heart broken over the incident and its results since then. Monday I they had a hearing on her status. One of the toughest hours I have had to sit through. It unfortunately was not the first incident with Zoey, just the worst. The attacked dogs owner argued repeatedly that Zoey should be put down. Boy was that hard to hear. When I had a chance to speak, I was almost incoherent and I am normally a good speaker.
At the end of the hearing I was given the option of staying around for an hour and hearing their decision or leaving and having them e-mail the results. The other dogs owner was staying and I was so wrecked I could not say around. This afternoon I had still not heard the results of the hearing. I could not bring myself to call until this afternoon when I could not stand it anymore. I called animal control and was told that I would be getting Zoey back. My relief is beyond the pale. I called my son to tell him the good news and cried for about the 5th or 6th time in the last 2 weeks. I will find out tomorrow what the stipulations are for getting her back. There will be some steps I will happily implement.
Zoey sleeps with me most nights. I miss her so much.