So my buddy, Bobblehead the polisy rooster had to go. He was getting picked badly and crowing way too much for the hubby's liking. His new mama and papa came and picked him up. I gave them my little banty cochin as well, so Bobble wouldn have to go alone. They were in a small dog carrier, which seemed kinda small to me and I started to panic a bit about the home I chose.
I cried, but am telling myself I did the right thing. This sucks.
I cried, but am telling myself I did the right thing. This sucks.
