||[Jun. 26th, 2008|09:01 pm]
For Those Who Love Golden Retrievers
I'm new to this community, actually. I didn't even realize it was around until recently. And I'm just now able to post here without tearing up. |
I got my Simon when he was eight weeks old. My roommate and I got him together while we were living in Denver. When we both moved back to Indiana, he came with me, since he was always more my baby. We had a lot of tough times together, but things finally started to work out.
Then, just about two weeks ago, the factory I was working at did massive layoffs and I lost my job, which in turn means I lost my apartment. I tried hard to get another place, but it didn't happen in time. So, I made a hard decision: I gave up Simon. He's living with a family friend who has a golden puppy named Otis, two kids, and almost an acre of fenced in yard for him to play in. It was a really hard decision, but I believe it was best for him. Now he has lots of people to play with, room to run, and he's not stuck in a little apartment. I still miss him, but I know the woman and she lets me come visit him whenever I want. She sends pics on my phone and calls all the time.
( Simon. Always in my heart.Collapse )
I might, one day, get another golden, but right now I can't even think about it. I never thought I would get a big dog, but I'm so glad that Simon is a part of my life. He might not sleep on my legs anymore, or stretch out and take up the whole couch while I sit on the floor, but he's still my baby and I know he's happy. And that's what matters to me.
(And please delete this if it's not allowed. I wasn't sure.)