There are some weekends around here where there is lots of joy and laughter and some weekends where there is lots of anger and tears. The latter was this past weekend. We decided to bring our wonderful border collie, Molly, back to the Dumb Friends League to be adopted by someone who could give her what she needs.
I had to accept this weekend that I can't do it all -- maybe part of it is simply laziness. But I just couldn't continue staying up at night and getting up before dawn to take care of what was supposed to be a family dog. In addition, my dh and granmere really didn't like having a dog and weren't overtly helpful. Brikhead is off at college and Kotch is either working or studying.
That leaves it on the littles ... LegoManiac (9), String Bean (almost 8) and BamBam (5). None of the three littles has ever had a pet -- they really didn't/don't understand the constant needs of a living animal dependent on others for exercise, food, daily maintenance. They tried, they just weren't successful.
So, we bid a very tearful goodbye to our beloved pet of 2 months -- we figured that taking her back when she is just 4 months old will assist in her quick re-adoption. And, in fact, she has already been adopted from the Denver Dumb Friends League!
We will miss her greatly but the family MUST come first. Kotch mentioned that I never minded getting up with one of them in the middle of the night and then getting up early again (well, I did, but ....). But a pet is not a person; a pet is a nice-to-have that we are responsible for maintaining and giving what we can ... we couldn't give Molly what she needed but our prayer today is that the person/family who has adopted her will.