Soon after purchasing our sweet, adorable puppy 'Scout', I realized I'm not cut out to be a dog owner. I am too persnickity about my world to allow for such a random creature's habits. We owned him for 5 months and now we don't own him anymore. He went to some friends of ours who have acreage, and three boys eager to have a big, strong dog to play with. I really wasn't very sad to see him go. I will get to see him now and then when we visit our friends, so maybe that helped. Honestly, he was exasperating for me. I think my personal outlook will be more peaceful now that he's gone on to a more fitting family. I think he'll be happier too, as the new family intends to feed him some table scraps.
So long 'Scout', you taught me so much about myself and my limits. I couldn't have asked for a better dog, you were so good and patient with all of us. You'll be missed, but I'm sure you're in a better place.
