So, I'm sad cause I have to take or dog to the Humane Society to try and find him a new home.We wouldn't even have a dog, except for an incident a little over a year ago.
Years ago, my wife (before I knew her)was young and stupid. She was with a guy who made horrible choices, was significantly older than her, and verbally abusive. They ended up "accidently" having a kid together. She later broke up with him into drugs (meth particularily, amongst other things) when their son was. Since then, the father has only been in my stepson's life enough to interfere and screw with his emotions (like, 1 day visit in 8 months, no phone calls, etc). Fast forward...
A little over a year and a half ago (before I was in the picture), the father had my stepson visit him for the first time in a really long time. This was the first time my stepson met his grandfather. Being the jerk he is, he gave him a dog, then asked my wife (in front of her son) if it'd be okay to give him their 9 year old dog. It left her either getting an old, small dog she didn't want, or breaking her son's heart about the situation. She chose not to upset her son, despite not being able to provide adequate housing needs.
Fast forward to tonight. We have a 2 bedroom appartment, an 8 year old, a baby on the way (due in feb), and no yard. Our son is in hockey and wrestling, and isn't home a lot. We simply cannot provide the proper home for the dog. The dog started peeing on the floor whenever we'd leave. Since I'm a dog lover and grew up with animals, I know the needs and care it takes to have them. We tried many things to try to give the dog it's needs but we can't. So, after a family discussion, we decided that the dog needs to be taken to the humane society to see if they can find a home for the dog.
Since I love dogs, it breaks my heart to have to take a pet in for that. It's just a sad day.
Some days I hate having to be a man and do the right thing. It sucks some days.