timing

For a few months now, we have been thinking about giving away Welsie. As the human child was ushered in, the dog child has slowly been edged out. I should say the dog- human. She is as big as one.

I love Welsie. I have not loved her well, though, these past couple of years. I keep feeling this heaping amount of guilt- thinking- how could you not love her? How could you shoot her such mean glances and such harsh words. But I do, and have.

So, long story short. We put Welsie up for adoption about a month ago. She deserves better, and will make such a sweet companion dog to someone who needs that. We loved her for that reason for a long time.

but babies and giant breed dogs don't mix, at least for us, and so we filled out the paper work and left it in God's hands. I was open to whatever happened. We love her, of course, and I was open to letting her go- but not excited about it.

Last night we got a call. Someone wants sweet Welsie.

She'll probably be gone by next week.

So, it seems like perfect timing. as we pack boxes and start life in our new home.

I also feel a great deal of sadness. and that's ok.