Today was a sad day in our household. We lost a long-time member of our family. No one died, but in a way, it very much feels that way. We had to get rid of our family pet of six years, Molly. She simply did not fit into our family very well anymore. Although she was never overtly aggressive towards them, she did not like our children. She was constantly terrorized by Aidan, and she would walk around nervously when Regan cried. We did not have the time or the means to give her walks or the attention she needed anymore. Additionally, our pending move this summer would have been even more difficult with a dog in tow, not to mention finding a rental place that accepts dogs. As difficult as it was for us, we thought it would be best for both us and her if she found a new family to live with. The timing was appropriate because of our upcoming trip to Texas. We would had to have paid someone a large amount of money to keep her for two weeks, and we thought this would be a good time to make a clean break.
I'm sure that there are those of you who think us heartless for abandoning our dog-child simply because it became inconvenient to have her. I completely understand your point. In a way, it feels very inhumane for us to do this (and that is probably why we had not yet done this). We had been considering doing this for a number of months, but we recently came to the conclusion that she too would probably be happier in a family that would actually play with her and enjoy her company.
Others of you might think, "What's the big deal? It's just a dog!" To you, I say you too are right. She is just a dog, but for a significant portion of time, she was much more like our child than a dog. She had long since outgrown that role, however, despite her temperament remaining very sweet and well-mannered. The time had come to move on with our lives and hers.
Of course, I realize that this is not the same as a person (or even a pet) dying. Yet, we mourn. We have lost a significant part of our family. Even though it was our choice, it was not an easy choice, and we still feel great loss. We hope to get another dog one day when our children are a bit older, and we are physically in a position to give the dog what it needs. But Molly will always be our first dog. We will miss her, and we will not forget her. I hope with all of my heart that she will be happy wherever she ends up.