i legit cried this morning.
i was so embarrassed.
ugh.

woke up early,
had a good gym session,
and took a long walk to get a haircut.
got the message as i was coming home…

“the puppy got adopted.
it’s a family from upstate.
they are coordinating time to come see her.”

…and that is when i nearly busted out crying in the streets.
as soon as i got in tho,
it was over.
i know its just a puppy but i bonded with her heavy.
part of me felt i shouldn’t have been so attached,
but that’s bullshit because i’m an animal lover to the core.

i’m moreso a cat person,
but i learned how to be a dog person.

truthfully,
i couldn’t afford her right now and i’m not in my own space.
if i did adopt her,
i think the dynamic would change in here.
the comforting thing is she is going to a house,
backyard,
and someone older with a granddaughter.

i think this will be good for my foster girl.

i learned a lot of skills that when i get my own again,
ESPECIALLY how to deal with a teething and hyperactive puppy,
i’ll be better prepared for my own dog.

lowkey: this puppy is so calm.
i’d like my own dog to have this temperament.
the chewing everything up tho…