It makes me wanna cry a bit-looking at it. I think this is what "they" tell you about when you have children and making hard decisions. We had to decide what we were going to do with all the animals.
Our HUGE BUNCH of animals went from the Great 5 to the lone 1:( This was probably one of the saddest parts of this move to Colorado.
We made the decision that we were going to have to place our cats elsewhere-well at least 2 of them. So Burton was first to be placed with a loving family-who had one cat who needed a friend. Burton was always the guy that would get along just fine by himself-which didn't make saying Bye to him all that hard. I knew he would be fine.
The next departure was Blinken. This was a bit unexpected because of how it all went down. We knew that Blinken would be going-we suspected that he was not feeling the Love and was taking it out on us in various ways (waking us up at ALL hours of the night, potentially peeing on the carpet). So Brother-in-law Will posted on his facebook and within in a couple of hours we had a loving home for him to go to! Blinken was our first "child" but due to him not getting the attention he needed we just had to let him go. I got confirmation from his new owner a week afterwards that HE was LOVING all the attention and found a favorite sleeping spot above the fridge.
Next to leave was Dublin. And this was way sad:( Dublin is the sweetest guy-but he just needed a TON more exercise. The guy was not getting it from us as we were PACKING, and going back and forth to Colorado. We knew an apartment was not a place that would make Dubbie happy either. And the other issue was that Dubby just had a really hard time making friends with other dogs-which meant that going to the Dog run was REALLY impossible. He would always act like he was about to annihilate the other dogs. We found an awesome rescue place that took Dublin in. His foster home reported that he was doing well with the other dogs-I guess he just needed to be away from us?...I don't know. I just know that this rescue was in Colorado-and that Dublin is going to be with a family/person that can give him the active lifestyle that we weren't able to (especially at this time of our life).
The last animal to leave was Gizmo. He was one of Russell's faves. The cat was just crazy-he would always do "drive-bys"-at least that's what I called them. Basically where you are walking, minding your business, and all the sudden you are CLAWED by the cat for simply being in his eyesight or something?? Anyways-when we moved to the apartment Gizmo missed his buddies. And rightfully so-he MEOWED all night long! Which doesn't work with already tired parents-a 1 year old that wasn't sleeping well at the time, and a PREGGO lady. So off he went...
Meaning the survivor of all this is Sampson. Sammy made the cut because he could lay around all day or go hiking all day. He is down for anything. He is a lover that is pretty darn chilled out. I worry he misses the others-how could he not?...We try to bring him on every car ride that we can, go hiking, the DOG RUN, and to hang with other dog friends. I think he will love being in the house with more room, won't we all.
Anyways-it's only fair that I pay some tribute to our animals. It was a sad choice, and one that was not necessarily approved by multiple loved ones in our life. It was a good moment for me because I often care ALOT about what others think. I ask their input, and want to make everyone happy. But I'm learning (and VERY quickly) that I have a family and that is my FIRST priority. Our decisions may not be understood by others or even approved of-but it doesn't matter because this is our family and we live with our choices. I will ALWAYS get input from my beloved family and friends because that is what I do. I get all opinions and that helps me really think things through. BUT i will always disappoint someone because my choice will be different than theirs, and that's ok. Because they are my BELOVED-which means they will be there for me-no matter what.
PHEW. Wasn't expecting that deep realization to pop through. The beauty of blogging.
Love to all,
Momma
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