Boomer is back again. When I checked my email Saturday evening I found a note from Collie Rescue who had just found out that Boomer was being returned due to sudden changes in the health of his new parents. By Sunday afternoon he was back on familiar ground with us.
Since his original owner died last summer, he spent almost half a year with me. His sister went to a home that has been a great match. Boomie was coveted by a couple on the coast and went off with them for a trial run at being a surfer dog in Santa Cruz. They loved him but the cat was a deal breaker. To be truthful, Boomer catching the cat and shaking it, was a deal breaker. Back he came.
A few weeks later an older couple with grandchildren and family support felt he was the dog they had always dreamed of. He has been with them since late November. They love him, but! The family Patriarch is in failing health and tripped and fell over Boomer who was sleeping at the foot of their bed. They made the decision that a dog was too big a commitment in their lives as they are now.
When they took Boomer they promised to keep me informed how he was doing and send me photos of him in his new home. Nichts, Niet, Nada! Not one word, although the Rescue Group persisted in getting in touch with them. By Sunday evening they had suddenly found my contact info and asked that I tell them he was O.K.
I emailed back that he was fine, which was true. I thanked them for loving him for a short while and wished them well so that they would feel less guilty.
What I decide to say and what I think are not always one and the same.
