I had to keep reminding myself that she had listed him on Kijiji (Canada's craigslist) for free, had refused an overt offer to take him to rescue because she wanted to pick his family, and his teeth were rotting out of his head. We pretended to be taking him for us. At the first meet, She did say that she would miss him and was teary eyed, so I sent Scot alone for the supposed play date to be sure he would be OK living with Leto (we said we had a pug who needed a friend). Scot said that she seemed relieved that he was going. I think she was overwhelmed, and didn't know that rescue does not equal euthanasia, but I just picture those teeth and where he could be if he was adopted off Kijiji, and I don't feel like crying anymore.
Heather, Mommy to skinkid Toby and Furkids Sir Wally of Pugzu and Duke Leto Prancypants the Fragrant.
Also Mom to Just Dakota the Canadian X gelding; pudgy budgies Kiwi, Fidget and Bree plus rescue budgies Spud, Minty, and Wendy. Stepmom to Monty Python.
Main squeeze of high school sweetie Scot.