Angst

So…Loki-formerly-Diziet is sleeping her last night in her crate here. I’ve had a good cry. I will miss her terribly. I hope, hope, hope that I’ve made the right decision. She was my first pick after all, until I fell in love with Tish, with her funny little ways and her insistence on becoming part of our family. I guess I know in my heart that this is the right way around, but my goodness…she is a beautiful dog, and so sweet and loving, and it is breaking my heart to see her go. I know her new family will love her and give her the life she deserves, and I know there is no way I could raise two of them and do both justice. I hope she will be happy and bring happiness to her new family.  But…this one really hurts.  I am placing what may well be the best dog of the litter, conformation-wise, because she doesn’t have the temperament I want.  My dogs are pets first, agility dogs second, and show/breeding dogs last, and Tish seems to fit that bill better…so I know my choice might not be someone else’s…but Diziet is so sweet, and so gorgeous, and I love her so much, I can’t believe I’m letting her go, even though I know it’s the right thing to do.  I don’t know if you get used to this or not.

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