Second Attempt

Today we went to Billings to meet with three dogs from HeRD of Wyoming, a rescue out of Sheridan.  Things went well we met two older puppies and one older dog.  We had a really good connection with and feeling about the older dog.  This is the Daisy dog I talked about in our last blog. (I did however question that maybe we shouldn't be bringing any of the dogs home.) She is very sweet and Kassi can love on her without her getting upset or trying to get away from her.  We brought Daisy home this afternoon.

Tonight here I am up at 12:39 because I cannot sleep.  I cannot stop replaying everything that occurred once we got home.  Nina and Daisy did fine together in the dog park, here they were horrible together until we got them each in their "own" bedrooms for the night.  Kassi said we picked the wrong dog.  Wes was on edge after the dogs fighting over everything.  Daisy kept trying to run out the door and jump through the windows.  The tension is so bad in this house right now.  I am sick to my stomach to think that I made the decision to bring this dog home and now everything seems to be falling apart...AGAIN.  Maybe I am expecting too much, maybe I need to give it some time.  I just don't know what to do.  I emailed the lady we met with today and told her that I may have made the wrong decision and I would talk to her in the morning.  I hope I know what to do by morning.  Right now I am just sick.

So morning came and Daisy, who I was told did not jump fences, jumped the fence and took off.  I was out with the dogs, came in for a second, turned around to go back out, heard Nina barking and saw a black fuzzball running as fast as she could down the alley.  I went out and tried calling her back, she turned around came towards me and just kept on running, right by me.  After a little work with her and the electronic fence, which she ended up running through.  She once again jumped out and then back in.  Needless to say if she doesn't want to stay here then so be it.  To Powell she went, back to the rescue.

I learned two things this weekend.  Trust my gut, when I doubt something there is a reason why; listen to my very intuitive three year old, Kassi had actually picked a different dog from the rescue which Wes and I were not real comfortable with as he was new to his foster home and not much was known about him.  I met this dog when I took Daisy back and he is a real sweet dog with lots of manners.  We however are done looking for another dog at this time.  It was decided that we will wait a few months, if they still have the dog Kassi really wants we will look into spending some time with him.  If they don't have him we will accept it was not meant to be and then maybe I will give in and let her get a puppy.