i don't know how to cope on this one.
since the day my daughter was born, my dog
gnarls has been neglected of exercise and social interaction. almost a year already, and his health/overall happiness has been slowly dwindling. you could see it in his eyes and the way he carried himself. no dog or human should live like that. life should be filled with happiness and love from the people you cherish most. i feel nothing but failure and regret at the moment. as a family, we had decided it was best to give him a new home. our biggest hurdle would be to find someone capable and trustworthy enough to give him what he deserved. it had been a topic of discussion with some close friends and family, but we never really solicited it. there were no newspaper or craigslist ads placed, as we refused to hand him over to a complete stranger. the stars must have aligned. apparently my brother had been wanting to get a new dog for a little while, but just hadn't found the right one. my brother understands what a special dog he truly is. things couldn't have worked out better, but i still feel the sting of sadness. you get accustomed to having your buddy follow you from room to room. it's gonna take some time to get back to some sense of normal. luckily i can still visit and check in on him to make sure they are a good fit.
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