They will give him so much more time and attention than I could here with all the other dogs, kids, etc...but I still cried.
I hate that I couldn't explain to Gus that it wasn't his fault...that he wasn't getting shoved off again because of anything he did wrong. He was totally devotedly in love with us, all of us, and there is not doubt he would have given his life to protect us.
Those adoring eyes looking up at me will be etched in my memory forever.
That's what makes the goodbye so hard. I put human feelings onto dogs I know...but I can't help but believe he doesn't wonder why we sent him off...those big pleading eyes looking for us to come in the door at any minute and take him back to our farm.
Here's Dessa and Gus before we hit the road.
Gus enjoying the wind in his face.
She never complained once about the 7hr drive.

I later moved him Gus up front (after he chewed up something in the back) and he laid with his head on Tayla's lap for quite awhile, making her giggle--then came up to stand next to me and snuffle my face a little. He finally laid down at Tayla's feet and slept.
I later moved him Gus up front (after he chewed up something in the back) and he laid with his head on Tayla's lap for quite awhile, making her giggle--then came up to stand next to me and snuffle my face a little. He finally laid down at Tayla's feet and slept.
Tayla sent along her Scooby shirt that she wore all day on Friday (getting everyone's smell here at the farm on it) and then she slept in it and then I tucked it next to me on the drive to meet his adopters.
They emailed me today that he was doing well though a little needy. They said he seemed to be looking for us--whining at the door then going outside to look around as if we might be out there.
He slept with Tayla's shirt.
And when I read their email I cried all the more.
We miss you Gus!