Oh, I understand the pain of having to do what’s right. We recently rescued a Pit/Lab mix named Bruce from some people who were going to fight him. We tried to keep him but Millie was so terrified and stressed out that she chewed her hind end raw from mid back down. We finally got a call from the SPCA saying that they had room and were willing to take Bruce. It killed me to let him go there and await the potentially awful things that could be in his future, but I had to do it. I was in a fairly deep depression for some time and still am to an extent. I still have bad dreams about him.

Our neighbors had an unusual heeler in that Rambo was a lazy brat who never left the couch. He was let out of the front door one day by their young son and was hit by a car. They soon replaced him with another heeler, Brandy. She’s very destructive and disobedient. They can’t have her in the house due to destructiveness and she’s now in a smallish pen. I don’t think it’s fair to her and I’d much rather that they re home her to a more appropriate environment.

So try not to feel bad about your decision. We all have to do things that suck from time to time.