A hundred years from now it will not matter what my bank account was, the sort of house I lived in, or the kind of car I drove...but the world may be different because I was important in the life of a child. --Forest E. Witcraft

Friday, February 3, 2012

So Not Fair

I went to pick up Sweets at 4pm today. Lil Sis and she were in the house with the other family that lives there. Sweets was obviously hiding something as she told me to wait outside. Lil Sis whispered to me that it was a puppy, as Sweets went in the other room.

Out comes Sweets with her backpack and her jacket wadded up.  I asked her what's in her arms.  She says her jacket.  I told her to hold it up and show me.  The truth came out.  I told her, no, she could not bring the dog to my house.  She started to get upset, saying it was little and could stay in her room.  I reminded her that I told her never again, after she smuggled a dog last year.

About that time, her dad drove up.  She told me she had to bring the puppy or her dad would take it back.  I still told her no, to let her sister watch it.  She finally resigned herself to that and then her dad told her no.  If she left the dog, it wasn't going to be there when she got back. 

What a choice?!  He knew I was upset with the dog last time.  He let her bring this puppy home, and then told her she had to stay with it or she couldn't keep it.  Sweets had to decide whether to stay home with the dog or come to my house knowing the puppy wouldn't be there when she came back.  I think he was shocked when she shoved the puppy at him and then ran and got in the back of my car.  I felt miserable.

I drove around the corner, parked the car at a McD's, and got out and loved on her.  I told her she shouldn't have to make a choice like that.  I told her I was sorry she couldn't bring the dog to my house.  I praised her for being a big girl and making a very hard choice.  I cried.  We went in and got a special drink for her, and she felt a little better.  She did great until bedtime tonight, when she said she would really miss her dog, that she didn't even get to say goodbye. 

I hope I did the right thing.  I really can't deal with a puppy right now, and I'm so irritated with her dad for putting her and me in such a situation. 

It was a very cute one month old teacup chihuahua.  I hope he gets a really good home!