As most of you know my Fram passed away suddenly last week. Sanity and I had been staying with them to help out. Well Sanity has been staying with Moni, and I was going to pick him up this week. I get a call from my grandfather to call him so I do. He informs me that Sanity isn't welcome in his house anymore. That he causes too much stress and that's what killed my grandmother. That he wasn't going to deal with it, that he wasn't going to baby sit him. I'm obviously in shock and trying not to cry and he says "I know you love him but someone else will love him just as much." He then informs me he wants Sanity gone before he leaves for Florida at the end of the month.
For those who don't know, Nee is my baby boy, the light of my world, my best friend, and the only thing of value I have in the entire world. Just pawning him off on someone else isn't something feasible. Matt's mom can only take him in small doses. She constantly says "He's a good dog, he's just TOO BIG!" Which as we all know is BS as big dogs take up less room than the smaller hyper dogs, but we aren't going to get into that.
I just got a job and I don't have the money to get my own place right now, but TRUST me I'll be working on it. Matt has been working on his mom to no avail, my mother said "Well it's probably for the best because he's so expensive anyways" and I'm SOOOO pissed off because no one understands, he's my baby. They think when i say I love him I mean like I love a pair of jeans that makes my butt look good. They can't contemplate how important he is to me.
I had spoken to some people about this yesterday, and they suggested that I keep him with moni until my grandfather leaves for FL, then bring him back, which'll give me a few months to figure something out. However, today I get a call on my cell phone from a total stranger. Apparently my grandfather is offering Sanity for free to people on the street. Matt says that he's in the "Bitter Phase" of mourning.
One of the suggestions that I got was if we all wrote to him to tell him how much Nee means to me. That would only serve to get him REALLY REALLY mad! My Fram would never stand for this if she was alive. For all the problems she had with Nee she knew how much I loved him.
So I'm just asking for suggestions from the only people who understand me and my goofy canid soulmate. (I'm NOT moving to Florida Holly!)
