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I'm about to give my dog Winston up. I've been thinking about it for months, worried because I'm home so little. Winston needs about a ton and a half of attention and companionship to be as happy as he deserves, and I just don't have it in my life for him at this point. It's hard because he's the dog I've always wanted, he loves me more than any other dog has and I love him more than any other dog as well. I really don't want to give him up but I have to do what's best for him. So today I asked my neighbor, the one I share my duplex with, if she and her husband would want him and they said yes. *sigh* So I'm gathering up his stuff and feeling miserable for him and I both. I worked so hard to be able to have him and I've worked really hard to take care of him, only to have to give him up. It sucks. It just does.