Keep Your Fingers Crossed!
Hi everyone! I have some exciting news about Wyatt--we found a new home!!!! I was beyond distraught about the whole situation when an eleven year old boy rang me a few days ago. It seems that he, his brother and their mother ALL wanted a dog so badly they were beside themselves. And they wanted a big dog! I took Wyatt to their house (to check them out as well as their home) and found 3 nice people with a great house. They have a huge--and I mean huge--fenced backyard that Wyatt took off in right away. He was bouncing around in some bushes and chased a ball the boy was throwing. But in my baby's true style, he never got too far from me. The mother and I talked for a long time, and I spent some time with each son. In the end, I knew that I had found the right place for my boy and though I left heart broken I knew this was best. And thankfully the family only lives about ten minutes from my office and I've been invited to visit any time, 'we're not just saying that too be nice, we mean it!' I was told. So hopefully everything will work out and Wyatt will have found his permanent home. God knows that animal deserves this third time to be his charm. I haven't broken down completely yet--I've been doing that for the past 2 months just looking at Wyatt--but it hits me at different times. I never thought about how accustomed I'd come to our habits. I was lying on the couch because I'm not sleeping well right now (gee, I wonder) and I put my hand down where Wyatt's side would usually be. It always relaxed me to feel him breathing, and he would let out a big sigh and fall deeper into sleep. It had become second nature, I did it unconsciously probably every night for the past year+. It's those moments that break me. So I repeat to myself that I did the best thing for Wyatt. And that he'll love his new family and they'll love him as much as I do. I think I knew I'd found the right people the minute I saw their eyes. It reminded me of the day I first saw Wyatt...I've always thought that as much as I chose him, he chose me too. When we walked into their house all three of them just lit up! I could feel how much they were already starting to love him, after the shortest meeting. (Of course Wyatt does have that effect on everyone he meets!)
So...that's it. Wyatt is gone and I'm now worrying that these people are good and won't hurt him. Please keep your fingers crossed for a little while. I hope that everything works out and deep down I believe it will. And thank you to each and every one of you for your help, your encouragement, a few open doors!, and mostly your prayers. Wyatt and I had a special angel working overtime when that little boy called me.
I'm far from fine right now but time wounds all heels right? This was the best thing for him, I just hope he knows how much I'll always love him.
Sarah