In a strange and disappointing twist, Liz and I had to give up our new dog, Penny. She was really a super sweet, playful dog, who was just great with people and a lot of fun.
Unfortunately, Penny just wasn’t meant to live in an apartment. Not that she was bad while in the apartment (she did chew up a few shoes and things at first, but she got over that). It’s that she’s a runner. She’s a chaser. She’s got boatloads of energy that she just couldn’t burn off on the schedule we could keep, evIn a strange and disappointing twist, Liz and I had to give up our new dog, Penny. She was really a super sweet, playful dog, who was just great with people and a lot of fun.
Unfortunately, Penny just wasn’t meant to live in an apartment. Not that she was bad while in the apartment (she did chew up a few shoes and things at first, but she got over that). It’s that she’s a runner. She’s a chaser. She’s got boatloads of energy that she just couldn’t burn off on the schedule we could keep, even with four walks a day. Penny needs a backyard. Penny needs a farm. She needs space–and plenty of time–to run around and go nuts and burn off all that kooky energy she has. And as much as we wanted to, Liz and I just didn’t have the time and space to give her that.
It’s too, bad, too, because if we had a house with a yard we would have very likely kept Penny. But sometimes it’s just not meant to be. We only had her for two months, but we did our best, gave her lots of love and attention, and yet sometimes, as well all know, our best isn’t always enough.
So Sunday around noon I dropped Penny back with the North Shore Animal League–gave them all the info they needed (and which we didn’t have when we first adopted her)–so that Penny can find a home that’s better suited for her. I’m positive she’ll find a good home. She’s just too good of a dog for it to end up any other way.
Post edited by: rcolchamiro, at: 2008/11/25 05:10
