73 Days

On Saturday I had to say goodbye to my baby Finn. I found him near the end of August. He almost got hit by the car in front of me so I jumped out of my car and coaxed him over to me. He was skinny, covered in fleas and shivering. I took him home and cleaned him up. I tried to find his owners but nobody claimed him. We got him neutered, vaccinated and microchipped and started potty training him. He was so smart Justin was able to teach him a ton of tricks. I knew I couldn't keep him but I wasn't trying very hard to find him a home. I loved him.

But the time came when I accepted he couldn't stay and I was responsible for finding him the perfect home.

On Saturday I finally found the perfect home and I released him to them. Handing over his leash was one of the top 10 worst moments of my life. I've been crying for days but I talked to his new owner this morning and they love him so much already. He is doing really well. She says it's clear Justin and I took amazing care of him. And he is potty trained for sure...no accidents. He just goes to the door and barks once to say "I need to go!"

I was so sad Saturday night and all day yesterday but Justin surprised me by coming home 4 days early yesterday. I got home from running errands and he was there. I didn't even turn the car off...I just ran and jumped on him. He has a cold but I will get him healthy again. I got him some sick supplies this morning (soup, Dayquil, Halls, etc) so I hope he gets better soon. He makes me feel so much better just by being home.

I really miss that puppy but I feel good knowing we saved a life and found him a perfect home.

We had him for 73 days. I'll miss you, Finny.