I never knew surrendering a dog would haunt me the way it has. Its been nearly a month and not one single day goes by without me feeling like a failure of a pet owner.
Today Will took some mail to our box, and noticed a dog sitting alone and cold on the porch of a house we watched a large amount of people moving out of just a few days ago. Another abandoned dog. And my heart breaks for him/her. I wish I didn't know he/she was there, on that porch alone just 4 houses away, because it brings back memories of finding Penny. I can't believe anyone would just leave an animal, but it looks like someone did.
When I came home from getting Rhayn, there the dog was, I wish I hadn't seen him/her. And there is nothing we can do for it. It kills me inside and once again I am mourning the loss of Penny, and the whole situation that surrounded that.
(And being pregnant and hormonal does NOT help at all.)