Here's the update, its going to be hard for me to write so I don't know how long or short it will be. Thursday was pretty uneventful. I just spent time with him and worried about Friday. The day seemed like an eternity but at the same time it seemed like it was over in a flash. I couldn't fall asleep until around 5am and I woke up at 6:45am on Friday morning.

We packed up all of his toys, bowls, food, etc. I loaded the car and went to my sister's with the dogs so we could say goodbye. We took Harley and Reece to the park to play. I left Reece to stay with my sister while I was gone and Harley and I started driving at about 1:30. I didn't have anyone come with me because I sort of wanted to say goodbye to him alone. This was probably a really bad choice because it ripped me apart. We drove for about 3 hours and I made one last stop at the lake where we spread Dessi's ashes. I walked Harley around there and we talked to Dessi. Harley sat on my lap and licked my face. He sensed my mood and was telling me everything would be okay.

We got to his foster home around 5:30pm. He walked right in and started pooping. The little wh fox terrier he's with is such a sweetie but she will put him in his place if he crosses boundaries with her. Everything between them seemed fine and they mainly ignored each other after some sniffs. Harley was having a good time playing with toys. He also walked around the backyard and peed on everything.

When it came time to say goodbye, I was in pieces. Harley really didn't care much. That helped some. He was struggling to get away from me so he could play with the toys some more. I feel very comfortable with him being there but my heart is broken because I love and miss him so much.

This is the hardest thing I've ever had to do. I pray none of you are ever put into this position. Thank you all for your beautiful words, they bring even more tears to my eyes. Through all my tears, I realize I did what had to be done and I know Harley will be better off when he gets to his new home. Shiloh can also be in peace. She seems to already know he's gone for good because she's been running around at top speed all morning pouncing on me and Reece. Reece has chased her a little a few times but he is very gentle. She loves antagonizing him. He wasn't really playing with her too much but I think in a few days these two will be playing well.

I hope no one looks down on me for my decision. I only did it because it was the only way I knew of to allow all three of my animals to be happy. Harley's life was very hard for his first seven years but I feel so fortunate to have been able to rescue him and show him what love is. Hopefully his new owners will love him like I do and maybe he'll even go to a home with a fox terrier friend. I will remain in contact with his foster mommy and so I will update you all on the adoption process.