Chompsky...

It didn't seem right to talk about a daily happening in the "launch" post of my blog. So I'm writing a new one. The cute puppy you see here is Chompsky.

I have to tell you the truth... I love this dog. He's two years old now, and he's lived with us since he was 8 weeks old. I got him when I graduated from college. It was a present to myself. It wasn't the smartest idea, really. We weren't ready for a dog. A few short weeks after getting Chompsky, we packed our bags and moved from small town, Kansas to Omaha. It wasn't the best thing for a new puppy.

But we love him. He's our boy. (By us, I mean me and my husband AT).

Today was a really, really hard day for us. Today, we gave Chompsky up for adoption at the Humane Society.

It was not what I wanted to do.

We have a 6 month old son, J. He recently became mobile. He now crawls and pulls himself up on things. There is no stopping him. Unfortunately, it turns out that Chompsky is terrible with babies.

At first he just tried to avoid J., but this past weekend he snapped at him. Several times.

He had to go.

It was a very, very painful decision. One that I still feel regret about. I know it was the right thing to do, but it feels awful to leave your boy in the hand of strangers. There's no guarantees on this one. I'll never know what happened to him. I hope he finds a good home.

We tried to get family to take him, but it was a no-go.

I've been crying all night over this. I hate that it came to this.

I guess this is the first really painful sacrifice that I've had to make for J. He's totally worth it, but it still hurts.

xx

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