But I know that I did the right thing.
As Jennifer said - "All the other dogs deserve peace and safety. Sometimes the needs of the many outweigh the needs of one."
So I used a "card" that I have never played. I have a good friend who happens to be the Executive Director of one of the Humane Societies and she knows Ralphie. She has actually taken care of him many times for me in the past.
So I asked her if she would take him and find him a home.
I had never taken a dog IN, only OUT.
In fact most of my rescues have come from her shelter.
She said that she would be glad to. She knows his needs and if she isn't able to place him in the proper home, she has a few rescue groups that she works with that she was sure would help.
So I took him to her today. I thought I could do it without tears.
I thought wrong.
He was happy to see her but I still could feel my heart break.
I have complete and utter faith in her and know she will only place him in the right home.
Still, it hurts.
I come home tonight and everyone seems extra playful.
They probably are since there is no one to pounce on them.
They remind me of the munchkins in the Wizard of Oz.
For some reason I'm slightly irritated with them.
Couldn't they hide their glee a little bit?