Bri and I got home about the same time today - she from soccer practice and me from work - to find the dog had gotten in the trash and it was everywhere. Bri was frustrated and I was annoyed...nothing new about this. We were talking about giving Dakota up to a good home where the owners wouldn't forget to feed him or spend time with him. As Bri told me she expected me to give her dog away with tears in her eyes my already shattered heart broke a little more.
Dakota is registered w/ the AKC as Dakota Holliday and Mike believed he was part of our family. How can I look at him and think about giving him away when Bri so clearly loves Dakota? Her heart has been broken enough this year. When I look back at what I was going through at 13 and 14 it was nothing compared with what she's had to deal with.
This week has been a rough week for me...I won't go into details here b/c I'm not ready to speak the words that will make me cry. I don't think I'm ready to cry yet. I don't want to be shattered...it would be so easy for me to find a good home for Dakota, the dog! But now I can't do it...so as much as I am going to continue screaming at Dakota and hating the 3 a.m. wakeup calls I will be thankful that my child will smile and have Dakota to protect her when I'm not here.
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