I got a call Tuesday morning from my AC and I knew something was not right. She was calling to tell me something that I had not prepared myself for. Rocky had been career changed due to a soundness issue towards toddlers (backing away from them when they persisted at coming towards him). After him being down there since April, I would have thought he would have been career changed earlier if he had a problem, not after he had been down there all these months.
I was given the option of adopting Rocky myself or putting him up for adoption and having Southeastern place him. By the way, if you are nervous about getting your wisdom teeth taken out, getting a phone call telling you that your puppy has been career changed the morning before totally takes your mind off your wisdom teeth.
Since Tuesday I have been going back and forth and back and forth between what the best thing for Rocky would be. The pain meds that I have been on have not helped make it any easier.
One of the reasons it has been so hard is that I don’t know what the future holds for me. I want Rocky to have the best home possible and get lots of love and attention, but I also want him to be a part of my life.
I finally got the courage that I was doing the best thing for Rocky and sent the hardest e-mail of my life (if I had tried calling, I probably would not have gotten the words out) with the hardest decision I have ever had to make. I put Rocky up for public adoption and to be placed by Southeastern.
This was by no means an easy choice to make, but I know it is the best for Rocky (even if it does not mean the best for me). I will always love my little Rock, but he already changed me and left a part of himself with me and now he gets to make a difference in the lives of his new family. Rocky was always mine to love, but never mine to keep.
A part of me didn’t feel right about taking Rocky, not because I could not take care of him, but because I felt like God was telling me that Rocky was not meant to be my dog, that he had created him for someone else. Rocky was created to do great things, even if a guide dog was not on his list, he was created for someone special and that person was not me.
This was by far the hardest choice I have had to make and if I didn’t love my little Rock Star so much and cared about him so much I would I have taken him back in a heartbeat.
I know that Southeastern will find his perfect family, just like they have found the perfect people for the rest of my puppies.
Whoever gets picked as Rocky’s family is the luckiest family in the world!