I dropped Lucas off at his foster owners house yesterday. I was doing great until it came to the last two items to hand off and I cracked. You might be wondering what happened and I’ll tell you.
Lucas bit Lorelei in the face last Saturday. From what I could determine, he bit her out of jealousy. Even though Lucas is roughly 8 years old, he still requires a lot of attention. When Lorelei came, his neediness became worse as he was fighting for attention and affection. His previous actions didn’t warrant any trust from us to him when it came to the baby, so he was either on his chair or squirreled away on his bed. Really, no life for a dog like him to live. He needed space, he needed less stress, and ultimately he needed no children around.
We lucked out, because a veterinary assistant at our vet’s office agreed to foster him. I didn’t want Lucas going to a shelter or a kennel, he deserved better. And like a cat with 9 lives, he got my wish. He’s with a wonderful couple that are animal lovers. From the recent update I received he’s adjusting well. Though, knowing Lucas, I’m sure he’s showed his ass already.
I pretty much grieved all week and spent as much time as I could with him. It was a hard week and an even harder weekend. Once Lucas was gone, I came home to a house that lost its boy; Lily went downstairs looking for Bubby and when we went outside she looked for Bubbs. Even today, she’s hesitant in the back yard, because he might just come bounding from the garage. She looks for him and it hurts my heart. He was the alpha and she looked to him for guidance, he was her play buddy, her snuggle buddy, and he was her pal. You can tell she misses him and it reminds me of how special he was.
I really do wish things had been different, but that’s the path of Lucas. He’s not good with kids, but he’s a loyal and loving companion. And please don’t take this the wrong way, I am not happy that he bit our daughter. I just have enough sense to know that it isn’t fair to an animal to be thrust into a situation that’s out of their control and for me to disregard the whole picture.
Lucas I miss you and I love you very much. You were my first dog and the best to have. Your time with us was just another footnote in your journey. I’m thankful to say we saved you from destruction and I’m even more thankful that you’re in a home that cares for you and can see how smart and loving you are.
I love you big guy!