Today i had to make a decision. I personally think i made the right decision even though it killed me to do it.
I had to find Buddy (the new dog) a new home,
Simply because things were getting out of hand, he was jumping over wheelie bins and hoppin over the wall and wondering off, id have to
go looking for him a few times and i wouldnt have known he was gone only Milo was barking for my attention.
Late last night he really pissed me off i was at my sister's when my fella rang and said he was coming through the back gate and the fucker squeesed by him and went booting it up the road, Milo sat there but when he seen him running Milo made head first for it too.
I had to leave my sister's house and luckily it was the direction the dogs went.
Something
seriously could of happened to the pair of them and so the only choice i had to make was to re-home him to someone who has a secluded area for him and maybe even better to use him as a working dog.
A good friend of the family has alot of springers, rieterievers you name it has dog pens up at his house so first fella that came to mind was him. Plus he and his friends use them as working dogs so i reckon with his training and time he could turn out to be a good dog.
The reason why i called it a day was i was on the way home today with child in the pram and i spotted him up ahead he nearly got killed a car missed him
by inches so i had to act fast, the fella i know came down asap as he didnt want to see this happen again either and he was delighted with him, so i really hope i did the right thing ...