Today, Hubby and I gave Puppy away to the SPCA. I cried a lot. He was a great dog, but was becoming increasingly mentally insane. Every time we'd move (which was often), his separation anxiety would get worse. Now, he'll bark whenever we're not home, so even going to the store makes for angry neighbors. Just this past weekend, we tried to go to San Fran, and came home to angry letters from neighbors and a visit from Animal Control.
Lovely.
So, poor Puppy had to go. My family offered to take him, but that's not realistic, since he'd have to fly (which makes him worse). Plus, the problem wouldn't be solved. The dog needs constant attention.
I think maybe getting him at five weeks old started the separation anxiety. Way too early for a pup.
But he was a good dog. Great with the babies, great with people, very soft and furry (although he shed a lot and his hair was everywhere), and generally calm. He kept me from going insane in 2006, although he was driving me insane in HI. He really deserves a more stable environment, some place to run around, maybe with other dogs. I hope he finds a great family out here- I'm sure he'll get adopted quickly.
Bye bye, Puppy- I'll miss you and hope you have a happy life!
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