We got back from Pugtoberfest tonight. I will post more about that tomorrow or in a few days. Poor Brutus slept the entire way home. He was so wore out.
I went with Brutus and Harley.
I am happy to report that Harley is now the big brother of Dixie and Sophie. I am so happy for him and his new parents. I know he will be loved and taken care of. I also am happy that I will get to see him every now and then at the pug meetups. I know I may not seem very happy but I am.
I loved having him around. I did ok at the meet up but then I got home and started unpacking and there was his leash. Then I walked into my bedroom and there was his crate and water and food bowls. I don't need to grab two of everything. I miss his loud snorts and grunts. I miss how cute he is when he trots towards me when I call his name. I miss him laying with me on the couch. I miss the way he looks when he wants a treat and how he sits down so cute and eager to please. He is so adorable and such a great dog. I had many people ask me how I could give him up. Part of me didn't want to but I want to foster again. 2 dogs and then a foster is not possible. I am but one person.
I ran into Ozzys foster mom and was informed that he had to get his eye removed. She thinks that may have been the reason he was so aggressive. She said he's doing good and they think after he recovers from the surgery that should increase his chances of being adopted.
Below are some pics I took on the last day I had Harley. The weather was nice, we had just gotten back from a walk.
I know I sound dramatic like he is dead but I just miss him already. He is my first foster to get adopted.
Thanks for letting me share my feelings.