But my friends and family have all been really supportive. It started about two weeks ago - I should say it came to a head - when we had a quasi-dinner party and we all talked about really heavy stuff. Stealth was my subject, and being able to talk about it helped me think about her objectively; what is best for us? Still, it was too hard to contemplate and I avoided the subject, until I talked to Kaylie about it, and explored a little more, and I went home for the weekend and ran it by my mom, probably the most understanding person in the world aside from Shannon, but I was still scared she would hear me out, look at me and ask what I thought I was doing, getting a dog in the first place if I couldn’t handle the responsibility, and who was I to unload this problem dog on someone else? No one asked me that, though I did of myself several times. And I was scared that everyone I told about my decision would look at me and lower their opinion of me.
Thankfully, my family and friends are more forgiving and understanding than I give them credit for. Sarah told me she was proud of me for making such a selfless decision, Shannon listened and made sympathetic noises that meant maybe she didn’t agree but she could see the logic behind my actions, Jon told me to look for someone who needed a dog (much in the way I needed Stealth when I first got her, to focus my attention and energy on something other than myself), Esther hugged me and said she understood and looked at Buck and said he’s too old to find a new home, Bree listened, and my roommates were sorry, but I don’t think she will be too badly missed. I felt bad, sad when she was gone. Guilty for feeling relieved, for thinking of all the possibilities now that I’m free.
Thank you, friends and family, for being there.
On a side note: Two days after the family got Stealth (now Nikita, after La Femme Nikita) she ran away without a trace. The family called me, there was nothing I could do, I suggested they check a few places, and it ruined the rest of my day. I should’ve known - who am I to be giving away a runaway-prone dog to a trusting family? But she came back to them the next day. I think she’ll be fine.
2 comments:
Anch, I was thinking today of how when I come up with an idea you always say, "ya Breezy, you should go for it." You never bring up the hard parts or discourage me because it might take a long time, you'er always saying yes, try, go. So I want to say thanks, and I can't wait to see you and discuss the next big thing. Love you always
Bree
Oh, and the dog, well the dog has never really made you happy and that creates such tension in the realtionship that is really hard to fix. Besides you always did like being free.
Whoa! That was the most daring and honest piece I've ever read of yours!
Therefore, it was the most "Anchen."
Therefore, it was my favorite! :o)
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Once I spoke the language of the flowers,
Once I understood each word the caterpillar said,
Once I smiled in secret at the gossip of the starlings,
And shared a conversation with the housefly
in my bed.
Once I heard and answered all the questions
of the crickets,
And joined the crying of each falling dying
flake of snow,
Once I spoke the language of the flowers. . . .
How did it go?
How did it go?
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