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Well, today was the day Rocky left us for his forever home. The term "bittersweet" doesn't cover it, really. I'm just trying to remember when we adopted Anthony, how amazing that felt and how happy we were to find the perfect pug to fill the gap left by the passing of our Mr. Neumacks. The family we turned Rocky over to was in the same position, and they were SO happy to meet him. They were very nice people. They all came, mom, dad and their two girls (upper teens). Very nice, obviously dog people, who really seemed like they were the right group. Rocky was just the pug they were looking for, so it - far as we can tell - it was a good match.
Still, it was difficult. He and my wife had become especially attached and her goodbyes were too hard for her. She had to run out rather than spoil the family's special day. We hadn't planned to meet them, the plan was to drop Rocky off with a fellow foster parent/intermediary, say our goodbyes and split. But traffic was so bad we wound up getting there a lot later than we expected and got there minutes after the family arrived. Still, it was reassuring to meet them in person, since we know they will love Rocky and give him a good life.
I toughed it out, gave Rocky a kiss, wished him a good life and left. Much as we didn't want to spoil the new family's day, they knew we were heartbroken, but they took that as their own reassurance that Rocky is special and he was well cared for. I know he'll be okay - so will we. We did a good thing. It's just hard to say goodbye to a friend.