My sister took my puppy back to Richmond with her...

All week, I've been struggling with this. I absolutely love the little bitch (and she is one, literally and figuratively speaking). She's had as hard of a time with all of this as I have; I don't want her to feel as if she's unwanted and, therfore, shuffled from home to home, mommy to mommy. Everytime she looked up at me from the bed or cuddled down next to me (she's a right ol' bed hog...for a 10-lb. dog) I thought about telling Ramey that I changed my mind (I mean, really, who would that suprise?) and Peepers was coming back to Illinois with me. But then I'd think of my plans for the next few years (whatever they may become...more on that later) and I realized that I'm not reliable enough to care for a dog. Which breaks my heart to say because I've always counted on myself to be mature and put-together. But it's true. I no longer desire a lifestyle that keeps a schedule compatible with owning a pet.

So my sister took my puppy back to Richmond with her...



Lace