We had to make a very difficult decision several weeks ago. My sweet little FuzzyBritches has moved out. He’s a trucker now.
JinBao is a sweet dog. He loves his mama, and the hubby, and the Monkey. The Bean…well not so much. JinBao has always actively ignored the baby and those who were holding him. Unfortunately, as Finn became more mobile he expressed an interest in the dog. He wanted so bad to play with the dog and be around the dog. JinBao on the other hand wanted nothing to do with the Bean and began becoming aggressive towards him. If he saw the baby crawling to him, he would growl and move off. Finn attempted to snack on some of Fuzzy’s kibble a few times and that was NOT okay, which I understand. I wouldn’t want a baby pawing through my dinner either (wait that happens every night at the table).
I was also black listed for having the baby. JinBao doesn’t like me anymore. Oh he doesn’t mind me petting him, etc. but he isn’t happy with me. He made his displeasure known by leaving me little “surprises”. When the Bean and I would pack up and go visit in NY…JinBao would be perfectly behaved with no accidents. Let me tell you I was not happy about this, especially deciding which was worse for Finn to be crawling through, poo or chemicals to clean said poo.
So, we found JinBao a new home. We were looking for some place where he could be “the baby” again. We had stipulations and were really happy with the outcome. A really nice gentleman who drives truck to our area several times a week noticed our ad. He and his wife have a 16 year old sheltie at home who used to be his “trucker buddy”. He’s too old to travel like that anymore so they were looking for a small dog who travels well. Aha! They are also a couple whose kids are all grown and gone. Double aha! We also get visitation rights. We can have JinBao for the day when he is in town picking up a load.
It was a lot harder than I though it would be to say goodbye. I did okay and didn’t cry. JinBao happily lept into the brand new semi (all the bells and whistles) and headed straight for the sleeper cab. When we got home I walked into the house and saw the empty spot on the kitchen floor where his dishes usually were…and lost it. Over then next few days I found myself wondering where he was. When I would walk in, I would wait to be greeted by that little wagging tail. Or when I would leave I would put my hand behind me and say, “Stay” to no one.
It’s getting easier, simply because I know this is best for everyone and JinBao is the baby again.