This past Friday, Rosie left our family to go live with another one. Things just weren't working out. Even though Rosie is a good dog, she was stressing our older dog out SO much. Rosie was also trying to be the dominant dog and it caused a lot of problems. The main thing however was that our beloved Lily was removing herself from us more and more. She had stopped sleeping in our room at night, she had stopped hanging out with us, she had stopped enjoying her walks. Basically, she had stopped enjoying life. We thought that bringing a new puppy into the family would help keep Lily young, but instead I think it did just the opposite.
Matt and I had both been thinking for the past month or so that things probably weren't going to work out, but neither one of us wanted to say something out loud. We were very worried what message we might be sending the girls; we couldn't help but wonder if they would have thoughts like: will one of us have to leave if things get bad with us?
But on Thursday while taking the dogs on a walk, Rosie pounced on Lily so hard that it knocked her to the ground and then proceeded to stand over her while biting her neck. I almost had to drag Lily home, because she did not want to come anywhere near Rosie and me. It was at that moment that I knew I could no longer do this to Lily. So, after talking with Matt and realizing we were both on the same page, I e-mailed Rosie's breeder to explain the situation and by the next day we had 4 families interested in her. That evening she was gone...
The girls (Jazzie in particular) took it VERY hard. There were lots of tears (including from me). The girls had no idea we were even contemplating finding another home for Rosie, so I kind of sprung the news on them when they came home from school and three hours later Rosie was gone. It probably wasn't the best way to handle it, but everything happenend so fast once I put the wheels into motion and I honestly think that dragging out the inevitable would have been worse. There were many, many tears from the girls. Saturday was the worst day, but yesterday was better. It helps that we've been receiving updates and pictures via text and so far it seems like Rosie is happy. Her new family is a young couple without kids and a great big fenced-in yard for her to run in.
In my heart I know that we made the right decision, although I can't help but feel some guilt. I feel bad we couldn't keep Rosie longer, I feel bad we hurt our girls and I feel bad we had to make this decision. I felt like I was choosing between one of my two kids; it wasn't easy. But Lily has been with us for almost 11 years and she's our girl. I could not stand the thought of her having to live out the rest of her life with so much stress and unhappiness.
It is amazing to see the difference in Lily already. She is sleeping in our room again; she is cuddling with us again; she is whereever we are and she has a bounce back in her step. I KNOW we made the right decision, but that doesn't mean it was easy.