Trying To Accept It All

Tomorrow will make a week since everything fell apart. I am still trying to understand it all, I am not mad at Yoda, I am more mad at myself and the shelter. I am mad at myself because I knew how Yoda is, I knew I shouldn’t have went for the stick. I know I should have been able to and had no issues, however, I know Yoda had his own little problems.

I am mad at the shelter, because with them working with animals, they should know dogs a bit better. They should see Yoda is acting out because he is depressed. He looks at them as taking him from his family and for that he is anger and attempting to fight to get to his family. His depression and determination to get home will cost his life.

I have made another attempt to save him, I am not sure how it will play out. However, I have contacted a dog sanctuary in my area, to see if they could possibly give Yoda a new home. I know the shelter really wants to see my dog dead, however, I am hoping for a miracle. With the foundation having over 70 dogs that are there for life, I am hoping and praying they will come take Yoda to their land.

I would be forever grateful and I would go help in anyway I could with the dogs they have that need new homes.

I have been reading articles though about aggressive dogs being euthanized. I guess I really don’t want to see Yoda as being aggressive, but as having his own issues that we as his pet parents couldn’t understand or help him with. I know that Yoda, staying in our home wasn’t an option and the only way it would have ever worked was if he had a kennel set up outside, but even then I would want to bring him inside.

I am going to miss so much about him, from his penguin waddle to greet me in the morning when I woke up, to his sometimes kisses in bed. I am going to miss him at the front door when we get home, the paw shakes and the gentle way he took his treats. I am going to miss the way he would play with his toys and how he would like his brothers face and ears. I am going to so miss that dog.

I felt safe when Yoda was here, I know how can you be worried about his aggression but feel safe at the same time. I knew with Yoda here, I didn’t have to worry when I went to bed. Bones has started to step into the role of protector at night, I know I never have to worry about Bones lashing out or biting. However, he howls a lot more now, and I have been waking up to him in the living room growling.

It’s going to take a lot of time to get over,  people have suggested we get a new pet. I laugh at these people they obviously, have no clue what it’s like to love a pet. I will continue to pray for hope for Yoda, pray that the sanctuary will accept him into their pack, pray that if they do the shelter will release him to them.

I wish Yoda could have been stronger mentally, so he could get out of the shelter a life, but with being depressed and scared he is showing the mean side of him, not the side that we love and adore. I am to the point right now, I just want it to be over so Yoda isn’t suffering in that shelter.