Six months after DDog came to live with us DH was taken ill and it turned out to be terminal cancer. In the two years that followed DDog was in and out of kennels and foster care. Then, late last year DH had a massive stroke which left him bedbound and without speech meaning I couldn't leave DH home alone so once again DDog went off to foster care as I couldn't even walk him daily as I couldn't leave the house. DH died almost four weeks ago and I have been tormenting myself over what to do for our boy. He is happy in his foster home, he is settled and has a doggy companion. He loves his foster carers. Today they asked if I would consider them adopting him and I know I would, I have been worrying about how I manage it all of he came home, not least because financially I am not sure I can manage the cost of dog ownership. For the first time in two years (and he's only two and a half) he is settled and in a stable home.
I know it is best for him and best for me but I feel bloody awful.