I can sympathize somewhat Tonya. My grandma sounds a bit like your Mom. She jumps into things or does things without planning or doing what needs to be done, and then expects someone (usually my Mom) to pick up the slack. My grandma is not a real dog person but years ago when I was still a kid and had no dog of my own yet, she got a little toy poodle. Of course before she got a dog my Mom researched breeds and tried to help her find one that would fit her lifestyle, but of course she didn't listen. She wanted a small cute dog and that is what she got. Well sure enough he was "too hyper and too much trouble" and after a few months she wanted to get rid of him. I wanted him so bad but for various reasons at the time including financial, Mom said we couldn't keep him. But she was guilted into taking him to find a home for him since Grandma lived out in the boondocks at the time. He was a little ball of dynamite but Mom did end up finding a home for him eventually. Of course not before we had both become somewhat attached to him and so it broke our hearts when the day came.

Anyway, it is so hard when you have to deal with something like that in the family because you often feel you have no choice but to bail them out time and time again. I hope you are able to find a loving and dedicated home for Speedy. Poor little guy. I'm so glad you saved him from being PTS.