I had to rehome my dog😭💔💔 UPDATES

I'm heartbroken. My dog has been so close to my heart and my best friend since I got him and today I had to rehome him because we are in the process of buying a house, about o close on it, and where he was staying (fiancé's grandma's) until we got moved wasn't working anymore and we couldn't take him anywhere else. This was our very last resort. I've been in tears all day and having panic attacks since I left him. I know the family that he's with, VERY well actually. We're very close to him, but I'm so heartbroken.. the whole car ride there I was bawling and he was resting his head on my shoulder, and licking my face because he knew mom was sad about something and something was wrong 😔 I've been bawling and having constant anxiety attacks since i left him (I was going to register him as a anxiety support dog)

Worst. Day. Ever.

Just needed to get that off my chest because I've been dealing with it since last night and had to ACTUALLY do it today..

Small update: Small update: I dropped off Kaylee at her house last night after she got off work, which is our friend who took our dog. I got out to play with him and stuff and he's tied to a tree by a 15 ft lead.. The only shelter he has is the tree. No dog house, can't reach the garage, or either of the sheds. Ne where even near them. His water bowl was flipped over and neither her or her husband made any attempt to fix it, even after I pointed out that his toy was soaked bc of it. Her husband literally stopped and petted him for a minute, and then left to go fishing. Their kids are also giving him the cardboard from a toilet paper roll, which could obstruct his intestines and cause diarrhea. I'm angry to say the least. I thought we were giving him to a good family home, but apparently not.

Update #2: So, when i first dropped my dog off at his new "home" our friend said I would be able to see him whenever I want, take him places, on car rides and walks, etc. Whenever I want. In her own words she said: "he's still YOUR dog. We didn't pay any money for him or anything for him. He's your dog, living with us." So today, Saturday, I asked her if I could keep him over night while I was at my friend's because she has dogs too and we were going to walk them and let him see his "girlfriend" lol and she told me no because her kids would be mad at her. However, her daughter is scared of dogs and from what I've seen every time I've stopped out there to drop things off or just to see him, either no one has been outside with him at all, or the kids have always been inside. And if they're outside, they're not playing with him. I'm going to get my dog asap and taking him to my grandpas old house until we start moving, then he will come with us.

Update #3: I messaged the friend and explained the her that I needed my dog back. This is what I said: "So, I hate to do this to you, and I hate to do this to the kids. But I need Chibbs back. My anxiety has been uncontrollable since I dropped him off yesterday and I talked to my grandpa and he said we can keep him there until we move. I never wanted to leave him in the first place and if I have the chance to keep him, I want to take it. I hope you guys understand and I'm sorry." She was very understanding. My friend and I are leaving in about 20 minutes to go get him and I'm so excited. I registered him as a support dog this morning. My anxiety flared up for almost 24 hours straight this morning after I left him and I can't have that after it's been controlled for so long. He's gonna be staying at my grandpas where he has shelter, another dog to play with and I can definitely see him and take him whenever I want without anyone's permission. I'll be posting another update later today after we get him back and settled in at my grandpas!! Thank you for everyone's support also. I really needed that. It was so hard for me to let him go and I almost let them keep him because I didn't want to upset them. Big heart gets the best of me. So thank you for that!! ❤❤

Update #4: we got him back! I'm so happy! I gave him his first bath and got him all set up at my grandpas. I took him to get his first pup cup at DQ, got him more food, more treats, a new bone and 2 new toys. The only downside to all this is that I didn't talk to my fiancé about it and he was pretty mad about that. We're okay now (I think). But he was mad because I didn't talk to him about getting my dog back and he found out on his own, through the family. I told him I was sorry of course and that I acted on impulse and that he definitely should have been involved in making the decision.

But anyways. My baby is home and happy, so am I.