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All these wonderful traits would surely make you wonder why
someone would even consider parting with her but, sadly, this was
becoming more and more of an option. It was not because she bit,
scratched or chewed, since that was not a problem, but merely in the
best interest for her. My parents had thought about giving her away
many times before but, thankfully, never took the last step. The
problem now being issued was my sister was starting school and my
parents both work full time. This means no one would be home for
many hours of the day. Misty was an extremely human- dependent dog
and she absolutely despised being alone. As soon as you would return
home, you would immediately be tackled to the ground and showered
in loads of kisses. It was not fair to her. Misty needed a family to be
with for as much of the day as possible. This brought my family to
finally take that last, hard, miserable stride. We decided it was for the
best. It was quickly passed throughout many families and there were
certainly many choices, but we wanted and needed the perfect home
for our wonderful, extraordinary dog.
Days of continuously and regularly searching for the right
family had paid off. The people that arrived at our door were an
exceptionally nice family with young children and even another dog.
Plus, since one of the kids was my sisters' friend, we would get to visit
her as well. My parents talked with them and they said they would call
us back because they still needed to speak about it. The next day I was
following my usual routine when suddenly I hear the horrible news;
8: 00 o'clock! That was much shorter than I predicted or wanted it to be.
That leaves me one hour until my best friend leaves me. It was not
easy by any means, but I constantly tried to remind myself that she
would be more comfortable in this new home. " Ding Dong!" the doorbell
called to us. The family walked in and, as normal, Misty greeted them
cheerfully but, this time, she did not realize this would soon be her
family. We said our goodbyes and, after many hugs, tears and
promises to visit, they left. Misty was gone, just like that. I went to bed
heartbroken but I was reassured by the guarantee of seeing her again.
As it turned out, I saw her the next day. Though this seems
nice, it was not so great: it reminded me of my loss. But I am now glad
that we made the decision of giving her away. I am sure that she is
pleased with her new family and, in addition, we still get to see her. So,
in the long run, everything turned out for the better. Misty was finally at
her new home.
• T h e End*"
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| Title | Write On! |
| Language | en |
| Date | 2004 |
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| Title | Page 42 |
| Language | en |
| Transcript | All these wonderful traits would surely make you wonder why someone would even consider parting with her but, sadly, this was becoming more and more of an option. It was not because she bit, scratched or chewed, since that was not a problem, but merely in the best interest for her. My parents had thought about giving her away many times before but, thankfully, never took the last step. The problem now being issued was my sister was starting school and my parents both work full time. This means no one would be home for many hours of the day. Misty was an extremely human- dependent dog and she absolutely despised being alone. As soon as you would return home, you would immediately be tackled to the ground and showered in loads of kisses. It was not fair to her. Misty needed a family to be with for as much of the day as possible. This brought my family to finally take that last, hard, miserable stride. We decided it was for the best. It was quickly passed throughout many families and there were certainly many choices, but we wanted and needed the perfect home for our wonderful, extraordinary dog. Days of continuously and regularly searching for the right family had paid off. The people that arrived at our door were an exceptionally nice family with young children and even another dog. Plus, since one of the kids was my sisters' friend, we would get to visit her as well. My parents talked with them and they said they would call us back because they still needed to speak about it. The next day I was following my usual routine when suddenly I hear the horrible news; 8: 00 o'clock! That was much shorter than I predicted or wanted it to be. That leaves me one hour until my best friend leaves me. It was not easy by any means, but I constantly tried to remind myself that she would be more comfortable in this new home. " Ding Dong!" the doorbell called to us. The family walked in and, as normal, Misty greeted them cheerfully but, this time, she did not realize this would soon be her family. We said our goodbyes and, after many hugs, tears and promises to visit, they left. Misty was gone, just like that. I went to bed heartbroken but I was reassured by the guarantee of seeing her again. As it turned out, I saw her the next day. Though this seems nice, it was not so great: it reminded me of my loss. But I am now glad that we made the decision of giving her away. I am sure that she is pleased with her new family and, in addition, we still get to see her. So, in the long run, everything turned out for the better. Misty was finally at her new home. • T h e End*" |
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