if anyone ever wondered if it is possible to type and cry at the same time, I'm proving it is! I just took Mack back to his mommy. The little guy did not make it easy, of course, he sat on my lap the whole 30 mile drive there. The moment we walked inside though, I was convicted I made the right choice. He ran right in, licked the breeder Carol, then ran right to his mommy and brothers and started playing. It was the best possible thing that could have happened.
When i went to say goodbye and picked him up he was like 'hey put me down my bros are down there! We are playing!' I gave him a kiss and started to walk away and he barked at me, put his paws up on the play pen fence and when I petted him he licked my hand as if to say 'its okay Dad, you tried and look! I'll be okay!'
Of course I bawled the whole way home and am trying to hold it in here at starbucks.
Thank you all for your encouraging and understanding words. I promise you have not heard or seen the last of me, a boxer is in my future for sure. I'll roam these boards to keep him in my memories and give me somethign to look forward to in a few years. Thank you all.
ps- i did teach him to sit last night Just so when he does it in the future he can be like "See what my first daddy taught me!"
You certainly brought a tear to my eye! :( But I have to commend you on your decision! It's good that you realized what was best for both of you at this time. There's no doubt you'll miss Mack; but at least you know that he's back in good hands! Good luck with your ministry and I know you'll be a great Boxer daddy some day! Hugs to you!