Central Dogma

The pup is gone, now in a foster home where he will probably be considered a special needs dog. It's a little surprising to me how hard it was to surrender him. All in all, a horrible morning. We took him to the river so he could bark at moving water, then gave him lots of treats and packed up his stuff. We wrote his new family a letter so they would know about how to mix a raw egg in his lunch every day, and to give him plastic coat hangers to get stuck in and then ferociously attack. Final pictures with the boys, and then off he went. There may or may not have been some sobbing. But all counsel swayed toward the safety of the boys, and I'll come to peace with the decision eventually.

Dogspeed, Mango! May you always have tricky treats to work for, and ants to chase, and little boys to pet your ears.