"We give our hearts to dogs to tear." (Alston Chase)

The real reason I don't think I will have any problem giving up my new foster puppy Kobe is because Kobe doesn't really need ME...Kobe just needs someone. This is a puppy who amazingly seems to have no issues at all...he is happy-go-lucky, adjusts to anything without missing a beat, fears no one and nothing, goes to everybody with equal affection, is content in his crate, in the yard, in the kitchen...just a very confident, happy soul. He will be happiest in a home with kids of his own to play with, and no jealous big brother begrudging him every belly rub. Whatever he has been through in his short life, it must not have been too traumatic.
Lynne's Jack & my Jack were not so lucky.
I think, for me at least, the neediest dogs, the ones who seem the most "lost", are the ones that I have allowed to 'tear my heart.' Maybe it's because I, too, once had a hard time finding a place for myself, learning to feel at home, in the world. I guess I just identify with them; our similar 'gravities' pull us into each other's orbits. I think a lot of you will understand what I mean.
I could tell you I can't keep Kobe because we live in a 1600 sq. ft. ranch without a basement and don't even have room for the 3 people, 1 doodle & 1 cat that are already here; I could tell you that Jack's medical expenses run about $3000 a year, and my own out-of-pocket medical costs are $1000 per month...but those aren't the real reasons that it will be easy for me to let Kobe go when he finds his forever home.
Kobe already knows how to live in the world...he just needs a place to do it.
But there's no telling when another "Jack" will come along and need a heart to tear. That's when I'll need your warnings, dear friends.
Thanks for listening.