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Bambi does not get along with Tawny, who belongs to Damm's mother. Several times she has been the aggressor and where Bambi goes, that's where Max (her brother and father-in-law's dog) goes. She has always been submissive, sweet, and gentle with us and the orclette. But the latest incident freaked out Damm's mother, and it seems like Bambi must go. I volunteered this solution because it seemed to be the best course of action. I still think it is. But I really wish I hadn't had to make it. So Bambi will go back to the rescue place which I have been assured never puts their dogs down. I don't much feel like getting another dog. And at the moment I hate this fucking place. Again. Please pardon my language, I don't typically use it. Only in stressful situations. Which I seem to be having a lot of.

Getting rid of Bambi, even though I've only had her 2 weeks, is possibly one of the hardest things I've had to do.
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Anonymous said…
I found a doggy on 10/17 and immediately fell in love with the little bugger, I had to give him up just 2 weeks later to his original owner and I felt terrible.
Whatever empathy I can provide for knowing you're not alone, at least in the doggy situation, is gratis.
November 15, 2008 at 11:56:00 PM MST
Anonymous said…
that sucks wulfa. so sorry to hear this. I am a long time dog person but firmly believe that you can't take chances. Still it hurts. Thinking of you.
November 16, 2008 at 4:15:00 AM MST
Anonymous said…
sorry to hear about it :(

giving up a pet is very hard. i know it all too well unfortunately.

In the end, the choices are made to be for the best of all parties.

*bear hug*
November 16, 2008 at 10:59:00 AM MST
Anonymous said…
My wife and I send our prayers. Dogs have that "magic" power that make us fall in love with them really quickly. I think it their unconditional love they express that does it. So even if you only had the dog a week, it's hard to let go.

It makes it harder when it's "your" dog. My family has always had a pet either it be a dog, cat, serveral attempts at fish (btw I have no clue why anyone would want a fish as a pet, but thats another story). All of them have been gotten for a particular sibling. The dog my wife and I have is my 1st dog (actually bought for me and my wife, and not someone else) and I can't begin to fathom my lil Angel (lab/border collie mix) not being there.

Hang in there. I know you might not enjoy the situation you're in right now, but its the goal you must keep in mind.

/pray [assist=Wulfa]
November 17, 2008 at 6:49:00 AM MST
Kelmar said…
Sorry to hear about it Wulfa. I had to give my dog to my parents when I had Connor because he was prone to growling/snapping. It never bothered me as I had only been bitten 2x in 10 years but I couldn't take the chance of the little guy being bitten even once.

Still, I know how it is when a "new" place isn't working out. Sometimes you do things for the greater good. Sometimes you have to get the fuck out.

btw, the F word is fine with em!
November 17, 2008 at 12:01:00 PM MST
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