the new guy was shipped off!

I've been so distraught, but am finally getting over it. After two nights with baby George my son and daughter-in-law decided they couldn't deal with a puppy! Two Nights! Poor little guy was only 8 weeks and they were the first two nights away from him mom and siblings. Oh my, and he peed and pooped on the floor too! I think they forgot what puppies were like - or at least my son did. His wife hasn't ever had a dog and isn't really a dog lover (though I don't understand that anyone could be like that). They actually considered taking him back to the breeder. They were aware that we had offered to care for him any time or full time till he was house broken. Clearly we adore dogs! And we do have certain expectations of a puppy that include lots of paper towels, toilet paper, Resolve, Natures Miracle, etc.

But instead they shipped him off to Florida to my husband's ex and my son's mom. It won't be that bad as she has trained the dog she has to be quite well behaved. (She calls him a service dog so that he can fly with her in the cabin - a large lab.) She flew up, spend a few days, the away she flew with George taking him out of our lives until November. Her promise is to housebreak him, teach him basic skills, socialize him and then bring him back to them.

I'm so afraid that will never happen. She will find some reason that she just has to keep him after all these weeks of bonding; and after all, her lab is old and won't be around lots longer and then she'll be all alone. (She's a pro at having pity parties for herself.)

From an outsider's point of view most people would say, "so what's the big deal if everyone is happy"? But I guess we had so much vested in the little guy. I found him on the Internet. Tom went over and built gates to their fenced but ungated yard. We got them a crate for his puppy stage and a bunch of toys. And he is a goldendoodle! He stole our hearts and we wanted him as close as our granddaughter!

So I've been heartsick for over a week, but am finally getting over it. The really sad thing is that I bet we visit the kids less now that George isn't there. That does't say much for the quality of our grandparenting, but my husband enjoys dogs more than toddlers. Sad times. I sure hope it works out the way they plan it and he comes back in early November. But I hope their expectations aren't set too high as he'll still be chewing things, jumping when he's excited, dive-bombing the Christmas tree for all the great balls on it.... We'll see and I'll keep you all posted.

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