Dsmom
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As I posted before, my 43 year old homeless son will be coming back to California within a few days. He has 3 wolf dogs. He has a place to go to...with one dog. Our texted conversation yesterday:
D: What are the chances of you adopting Boo, she’s super sweet good dog and deserves a good home with comforts. Which is something I will never have for her. I can accept myself never having those things. Gonna give Keshwolf to Rindo. I hopefully can keep Little by my side.
Me: let me talk to J. I would do it with the understanding that once you have home she can home to you. She will miss you terribly. How would she be with Emma? (My 15 yr old cat)
Me: Emma is an old arthritic girl who has never been around dogs.
D: she has owned her own cats. You just gotta tell her to leave the cat alone. I know she will miss me. I’m crying just thinking about it. I just don’t stand a chance with three dogs. Little has the chance to be the best dog I ever had. Boo can’t go on hikes with me anymore, not far enough for me to walk anywhere. And Kesh is too dog aggressive, so I must say my options are pretty limited. Makes me feel like a complete failure for even thinking about it.
Me: Remember for yourself: 99% of what happens to you is attitude. Dan/family gave you somewhere to be when you had nothing; friends are coming to get you; friend is offering place for you to start over. You are blessed because of your heart. I know from your place it can look bleak...but is your glass half empty or half full?
Me: Try to be excited and positive about this opportunity you have...it truly is contagious.
Me: no, son...not a failure. It is reality. And I am glad you are taking this opportunity to reflect and hone in on your options. At this particular point in time, three dogs are not feasible for you. It is a harsh lesson, but again it is reality. You will make this succeed. I have no doubt. I am sending hugs.
D: Mom when you can’t take care of the ones you love, can’t keep your family together it is a failure.
Me: Only if you want to see it that way. Actually I think it is the most positive action you have taken in a while. You fully recognize your limitations and are attempting to do something about it. Glass HALF FULL, son. HALF FULL
D: At this point I accept the failure that has been my life. I so hope Peter (his 9/yr old son who’s other grandma has custody of...D hasn’t seen him for 6 years.) gets a better run at life, at least he won’t have to aim high to surpasse me.
D: A son wasn’t feasible for me either, and I’m not giving up all my dogs. They are the only reason I haven’t checked out of this life already. I’m keeping Little. He’s my rock at the moment. Kesh knows Rondo. It will be a rough life for him but it always has been. He will be a good guard dog for my “brother “. (Rondo lives on an Indian reservation.) I only bred Kesh to keep the bloodline alive. He exceeded my expectations with Little. Little I will keep in hopes that one day Peter will know Shadows bloodline., as these dogs are the best thing I have had in this life. (He has this bloodline of wolves since the late ‘90s.)
Me: You and Regina were not feasible with the mixture of drugs and alcohol. You can, and I know you will, succeed. You are right that three dogs are not feasible right now. I appreciate you wanting her to come here. We will make it work somehow. But I still need to talk to J about it. He is in precarious health right now. Buck up, son. You can do this...
D: There are many people who would take Boo, but I really want her to go to someone I will maintain a relationship with just so I stand a chance of seeing her again.
Me: I was just looking online and there is a program called Crossroads specifically for Sadi/ssi recipients. If you are serious, they will assist you in finding work and housing. They are in all northern CA counties. Something to keep in mind. You might surprise yourself.
. You can do this.
Later, after I had talked to husband ( who really is not happy with this) I also spoke with my boss ( I work two hours a day at a veterinarian...I am bookkeeper), who said it would be fine for me to bring Boo with me to work. I explained that to D...but I have heard no more from him.
Thoughts, please, would be welcomed....
D: What are the chances of you adopting Boo, she’s super sweet good dog and deserves a good home with comforts. Which is something I will never have for her. I can accept myself never having those things. Gonna give Keshwolf to Rindo. I hopefully can keep Little by my side.
Me: let me talk to J. I would do it with the understanding that once you have home she can home to you. She will miss you terribly. How would she be with Emma? (My 15 yr old cat)
Me: Emma is an old arthritic girl who has never been around dogs.
D: she has owned her own cats. You just gotta tell her to leave the cat alone. I know she will miss me. I’m crying just thinking about it. I just don’t stand a chance with three dogs. Little has the chance to be the best dog I ever had. Boo can’t go on hikes with me anymore, not far enough for me to walk anywhere. And Kesh is too dog aggressive, so I must say my options are pretty limited. Makes me feel like a complete failure for even thinking about it.
Me: Remember for yourself: 99% of what happens to you is attitude. Dan/family gave you somewhere to be when you had nothing; friends are coming to get you; friend is offering place for you to start over. You are blessed because of your heart. I know from your place it can look bleak...but is your glass half empty or half full?
Me: Try to be excited and positive about this opportunity you have...it truly is contagious.
Me: no, son...not a failure. It is reality. And I am glad you are taking this opportunity to reflect and hone in on your options. At this particular point in time, three dogs are not feasible for you. It is a harsh lesson, but again it is reality. You will make this succeed. I have no doubt. I am sending hugs.
D: Mom when you can’t take care of the ones you love, can’t keep your family together it is a failure.
Me: Only if you want to see it that way. Actually I think it is the most positive action you have taken in a while. You fully recognize your limitations and are attempting to do something about it. Glass HALF FULL, son. HALF FULL
D: At this point I accept the failure that has been my life. I so hope Peter (his 9/yr old son who’s other grandma has custody of...D hasn’t seen him for 6 years.) gets a better run at life, at least he won’t have to aim high to surpasse me.
D: A son wasn’t feasible for me either, and I’m not giving up all my dogs. They are the only reason I haven’t checked out of this life already. I’m keeping Little. He’s my rock at the moment. Kesh knows Rondo. It will be a rough life for him but it always has been. He will be a good guard dog for my “brother “. (Rondo lives on an Indian reservation.) I only bred Kesh to keep the bloodline alive. He exceeded my expectations with Little. Little I will keep in hopes that one day Peter will know Shadows bloodline., as these dogs are the best thing I have had in this life. (He has this bloodline of wolves since the late ‘90s.)
Me: You and Regina were not feasible with the mixture of drugs and alcohol. You can, and I know you will, succeed. You are right that three dogs are not feasible right now. I appreciate you wanting her to come here. We will make it work somehow. But I still need to talk to J about it. He is in precarious health right now. Buck up, son. You can do this...
D: There are many people who would take Boo, but I really want her to go to someone I will maintain a relationship with just so I stand a chance of seeing her again.
Me: I was just looking online and there is a program called Crossroads specifically for Sadi/ssi recipients. If you are serious, they will assist you in finding work and housing. They are in all northern CA counties. Something to keep in mind. You might surprise yourself.
. You can do this.Later, after I had talked to husband ( who really is not happy with this) I also spoke with my boss ( I work two hours a day at a veterinarian...I am bookkeeper), who said it would be fine for me to bring Boo with me to work. I explained that to D...but I have heard no more from him.
Thoughts, please, would be welcomed....
