We sold our dog yesterday - very bittersweet. She was a great dog...kinda dumb, but she was excellent with the kids. It just got to the point where she was just too much work on top of taking care of 5 munchkins. When we bought her, we weren't pregnant with Jett, and we didn't think we'd be having anymore...at least not anytime soon.
I woke up early yesterday morning and just couldn't stop thinking about how the girls were going to handle everything. They knew we were selling her soon, but we hadn't told them when exactly, since we didn't even know (until Friday night) when the lady that was buying her was coming to pick her up. When they woke up, I had a long talk with them about selling her, and there were a few tears shed...mostly by Laney (who is always the most sensitive one). I told them how this woman has shown boxers for 15 years and would be showing Lily, and would take excellent care of her. A few years back, we got our first boxer, Remi, taken from our yard, and the girls still bring her up, and how much they miss her. We talked about how this would be totally different, because we know where Lily is going, and we know that she's in good hands. The lady told us that she would email pictures of Lily every once in a while.
When Mike met the woman to drop Lily off, she showed him about 20 pictures of her dog shows. She thinks Lily has the look. :) She is a cute dog, she just needed more attention than we were able to give her.
I told Mike I want NO MORE ANIMALS in this house. For at least 5 years. We have really bad luck with them, anyway. It's like dooming them once they come into this house. Lily was lucky to make it out alive. We've lost (meaning they've died) 1 dog, 1 cat, 1 lizard, 1 rabbit, 1 hamster, and about 10 fish. We've lost (meaning actually lost) one cat and one dog. Only 1 cat and 1 dog have made it out safe, without being lost or dying. Sheesh. That's a whole lot of animals for being married only 9 years. Yeah, we just need to stop with the animals.
Anyway. The girls are doing fine now...no more tears have been shed since yesterday morning, and the boys couldn't care less. I'll miss her being here with me all day, sitting at my feet while I cook, and laying on the back of the couch looking out the window. She was a good dog, and I'm sure she'll make a good pet for her new owners.
Farewell Lily. We'll miss you.