Yesterday we had to sent Pippin back to the rescue group. On Monday, the day after we adopted him, we took him to the vet to make sure everything was fine with his health and whatnot, just a routine kinda thing. It turns out, he has hip dysplasia, even though the vet he'd gone to pre-adoption had said his hips were fine.
And as anyone who's owned a dog probably knows, hip dysplasia is pretty serious, and he would need surgery to fix it. He probably has other health problems as well that have just gone under the radar.
Basically, the result of this was my family and I accepting that we didn't have the time or energy to take care of all the things that will need fixing. He was still the sweetest and most adorable dog I have ever met, though. Not joking. I'm sure whoever adopts him will absolutely love him. I'll admit, I'm still envious of whoever that is. Pippin is an incredible dog and I hope his next owner treats him with the kindness he deserves.
I've cried a lot this week, but the funny thing is that dropping him off at the rescuer's house wasn't as bad as I was expecting. I think I just accepted it by then. Really, the hardest part was watching Pippin basically forget about me the moment he had other dogs to play with again, when for the time he was with me I was often the only one he trusted. I guess that in a dog's eyes, a human just can't compete with another dog.
On a higher note, though, for the first time in my life I have a DS. Yep, my own DS, not borrowed or anything. My friend gave her old DSi to me yesterday! She said she's been trying to get rid of it. It's the Mario 25th anniversary design, too, which is really neat. And the best part? She gave me Spirit Tracks with it as well! I've been playing it all day. It's a really beautiful game, and I think it's really earning a special place in my heart for feeling like a perfect mix of Okami and Zelda.
Playing: Zelda: Spirit Tracks