It wasn't really my choice and I'm still not very happy about it. Unfortunately, living back at my mom's has some limitations. And those limitations didn't include two 50lb dogs.
I guess everything happpens for a reason and everything works out in the end and all those other booshet cliche phrases, but that didn't make it any easier. Despite knowing they will love him and give him way more than I ever could, giving away one of my babies is the one of the hardest things I've ever done. This post is all about my pup, Kosmo. So if you don't like dogs, avert your eyeballs NOW.
August of last year I was helping a friend look for a pet to adopt. I happened to come across a pup that looked JUST like our other dog, Biscuit. And this new pup was up for adoption at the SAME place where we got Biscuit. I just HAAAAD to go check him out in person. You know, just to see what he looked like. Twenty minutes after I got there, he was mine.
He had scrapes and bald spots and a scrawny tail, but I loved him from the start.
His first ride home. That's when I learned about his drooling-in-the-car habit.
He and big sis, Biscuit, hit it off right from the start.
Lips getting stuck to his teeth when he yawned. (He would kill me if he knew I posted this)
Being cuddly every chance he got.
Always so happy to go out.
Twin pups, always together.
The Neighborhood Watch program. (Look at that curly tail...)
The little investigator- Always coming in covered in plants, bugs, or spider webs.
After sedation for 12 staples. Poor poochie...
Just being dreamy.
Our last morning together...
Kosmo and his new big brother, Scooter. They love each other already, I can tell.
It's time for you to start the next chapter of your life, Kosmosis. Your new family will take great care of you. You're the sweetest pup ever and I'm going to miss you.