Today Sterling went on a trial run with a friend who would like to adopt him if everything works out. While I knew this was coming, it was still one of the hardest things I have ever done.
We went out to her car, he had this happy walk, but when we got to the car and I put his stuff inside...he did not want to get in. I was trying to remain happy and not let him see, because I did not want to make it any harder on him. Once he got in, I gave him one last hug, and then ran back inside where I could watch her drive away and cry in peace. He watched out the back window the whole time....
It is a great stituation for him, and really for me as well, as she lives locally and I will be able to see him frequently, not to mention watch him when she is out of town. But he is not my boy, my Sterling anymore, and man is that hard.
How do you do this over and over again? Does it ever get any easier, or do you always cry? I love raising, but sending them off is hard.
I guess it is true though, better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.
Sorry about the long and sad post. Have to get it out sometime!
Happy post with pictures from the Utah puppy raising workshop we had on Saturday to follow. And of course...my late pictures of Millicent!