Duke {the pound puppy}

So the time finally came when we decided it was best to get rid of our messed up in the head poor little pound dog. I'll spare you all the details as to why but won't hold back as to how it all went down. We told the kids, that it was necessary for Duke to go to a home where he was happy and felt safe and not so scared of people (Steve or any man for that matter). So they each said their final good-byes before heading off to school.  It was so sad.  I arranged for a friend to watch baby Jacob. I hadn't left him with anyone yet. I loaded the big dog up, just hoping he wouldn't get scared and pee all over the car. He sat in the passenger seat with his head in my lap looking at me with his sad little puppy dog eyes the whole way back to the pound. (We did try finding him another home, but really felt like he was not ok) I got him out of the car, barely, just to find out that they weren't taking dogs until about 3 hours from then and for me to come back. REALLY? I was not a happy camper. I couldn't still have him when the kids got home. So, I picked up Jacob and Steve got off work and met me at home so he was there when the kids got home as I was just leaving again for the pound. This cute little puppy had gotten big and I had to wait in a line full of other dogs that weren't wanted for some reason, while Duke was freaking out. I finally was able to do the hand off. And he was gone. I even paid them to take him back. Such an awful experience. But one that had to be done. We are a much happier family now. Until the next family pup!!!!