I am feeling a little miserable right now and could just do with some pixiedust to see me through, is there is any spare please :(
Some of you may know that we adopted Rupert puppy, a 9 week old husky/samoyed cross, in March, mainly as company for our 2 year old cross breed Basil who was getting too bouncy for our older dog, and also because we wanted a pack of 3. As soon as he got home all three of them got on so well. But then within 36 hours he was at death's door at the vet with a stomach infection and had two operations, and though we were advised three times to let him be put to sleep we kept persevering as we already loved him and we knew he was a fighter. After two weeks in there and on a drip he survived and came home, and has been fighting fit ever since. We knew we had saved his life as the rescue would have taken the vet's advice due to the incurred costs.
Things were fine till July when Rupert and Basil had a fight about something. When I say a fight, I mean a proper one. There were a couple more in the next week and it escalated. To cut a long story short we had a dog behaviourist come and try to help and observe. They were fighting over resources, such as our attention, treats, toys, even at times a smell on the ground. Rupert is bossy, but is great with our older dog, always showing respect and behaving well, so he is not an aggressive dog. It just seems that he and Basil could not get on, and Basil's rising insecurity and nervousness made him snappy and wary. They seemed to be making each other worse.
We feel like we have tried everything now, but despite that fact that they love playing together in the garden they have to be permanently micro managed in the house. They don't fight all the time, not at all, but there would be many fights with most likely some real damage if we weren't there to intervene. We have been living with having Rupert in the kitchen with us (as that is where we spend most of our time), and Basil left out of the kitchen on the other side of the safety gate. This is not fair on Rupert as he doesn't get to go anywhere else but the garden, and not fair on Basil as he gets limited access to us. And of course we are weary from doing this all of the time. So we made the decision that we had to rehome Rupert before he was too old and had the opportunity to find a great home that would suit him.
We informed the rescue we got him from of that decision 5 weeks ago, but refused to allow him to go into their kennels, keeping him here till a suitable home came up. That time has now come and I have to take him on the 4 hour round trip on Saturday morning to meet his new people and hand him over. Although they only have a small garden they back onto a large wood for walks, and they have two teenage children who I am sure he will enjoy. He will be an only dog and so will hopefully get all the attention he needs. And it will be lovely to see Basil be a happy and secure dog again - at present he is often very nervous and frightened.
But we are both absolutely devastated that he will be going. I know it's not the end of the world, and we will get over it at some point, but we do really love him and it is going to be so hard despite it seemingly being the right thing to do. He really would be the perfect dog if we didn't have Basil. He is just brilliant. Any spare pixiedust that you have to help me feel better about this, and for Rupert to be happy in his new place would be greatly appreciated.
Thank you for listening