Well, I've been trying to not say anything, but I can't hold it in anymore. My beautiful dog, T-Bone, is going to have to find a new home. I hate this, but I know it is the best thing for him. We have a small yard and didn't know that he was going to grow as much as he has. My heart is breaking into a million pieces as I even write these horrible words. It wouldn't be fair for me to keep him. I can't give him the attention he deserves, even though I am here most days all day. Soon, I will be starting work and then leaving for college, and I can't expect other members in my family to have to babysit a 60 pound dog for the rest of their lives. Also, he is full of energy. I mean, he really needs room to run and maybe even a doggy pal to play with.
In the morning, Daddy has to bring him back to the shelter we got him from in Gainesville, Texas. If you happen to live in that area or know someone in that area who wants a great dog, please tell them to go to Noah's Ark Shelter in Gainesville and check him our. He really needs a big yard and maybe, like I said, a doggy pal. I feel so horrible about having to do this, but it really is the best thing for all of us, including him. A dog like T-Bone shouldn't be cramped up in Suburbia.
Please pray for T-Bone to find a good home. Also, pray for my family in this horrible time. Dad and my brother seem to be doing okay, but Mummy and I are really taking it hard. This is the hardest thing I have ever had to do. I can't stand it. I wish I could rewind time and that we never would have went to that shelter on a daytrip to Oklahoma. Having no dog would be so much easier than getting rid of a great one.
Oh, and also, I have to take my learner's permit test in the morning. How, I ask, am I supposed to concentrate on that when I have all of this to worry about?!?