I had to give away my dog yesterday. Not for good, but for a pretty long amount of time. Since this move is kind of on the fly I realized it would be best for me to leave my beloved Pants here as opposed to taking him with me into the unknown and potentially making it more difficult for me to get on my feet down there.
I left him with a co-worker of mine at the dog daycare I worked at so I know he'll be getting lots of love and play time with all the other dogs. Even with the comfort of knowing he's in good hands I still can't help but feel like I made a bad choice. He sleeps with me every night and last night I slept alone. This morning, still alone I almost drove back up to Seattle to get him but common sense took over and I convinced myself that this was for the best.
My plan is that once I get my own place down there I will come back for him or have a friend bring him down. I just hope this long time apart from him isn't going to screw with his little puppy head.
Pants, I love you and miss you!!
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