Thursday, September 05, 2013
It's been a very hard week emotionally for me. This blog is nothing more than a vent that I desperately need to get off my chest. It has to do with events that have happened outside of this web site, but I have to talk about in order to move on. You don't have to read it, it's more for me than anything.
Tuesday we gave our Buddy up. We didn't sell him, we gave him to a wonderful family. He was my fur baby, the golden fuzz love of my life. So why did we have to give him up? Because my oldest is very allergic to him and the doctor suggested strongly that we do give him up. She was to the point where she couldn't breath at night, even medicated. I feared that she would stop breathing in her sleep.
The decision to give him up was a long thought out decision. We struggled with it, the kids begged, Kendra is racked with guilt over it. However, in the end we had no choice. Buddy had to find a new home where they would be able to give him love the rest of his life.
Before anyone criticizes my family know this, we bent over backward for him when we first got him. We could have easily given him back to the SPCA a year ago when we adopted him. He had major skin issues, we went through all sorts of food choices until we found the raw diet that stopped all his issues. I would be up nights with him because he was throwing up all night when we first got him. We dropped more money than we could afford in the beginning with vet bills because of his health. He was 7, shared my birthday and we fully expected to keep him for the rest of his life. Sadly my daughter's health and well being come before anything else.
It's amazing how criticized we are now that our friends and family know about our decision to adopt Buddy out. He won't end up back in a shelter and he won't be put to sleep, these people don't believe in that. They rescue shelter dogs from being put down. Sadly according to some people we are the devil's spawn and evil humans who treat animals as disposable in their eyes. Buddy wasn't disposed of, he was lovingly given to a home that will love him almost as much as I have in the time we had him.
These people that have thrown their opinions in our face, they have no children, they consider their dogs their children, so they have no idea what it means to walk by your child's room and hear them struggle to breath, wake up so tired that at 8 years old, they can't make it through the day without napping because their nights were spent trying to expel the congestion. They don't know what it's like to explore other options, hoping to keep your fur baby and your child healthy but realizing that keeping her drugged for the rest of the dogs life is not an option, and homeopathic isn't an affordable option. Not when I have to keep both child and dog fed.
You don't agree with my choice as a mother, that's fine. I don't expect the whole world to, but like the old saying goes, if you don't have anything nice to say..............then keep it to yourself. I made a choice for my family's health. I miss my Buddy, the house is so empty without him, he was larger than life and he was my fur baby. I love him so very much.
End of Rant, if you made it this far, you are brave. Thank you