The Hard Conversations...
We planned a day for my two brothers, nieces, and my sister-in-law to meet Gracie. They had previously met Paisley very briefly. We met right outside our house earlier in the year when they stopped quickly on their way home to Madison, WI. I knew that my Grandma and an out-of-town Aunt would be stopping in, however, unannounced to me another Aunt and Uncle would be there as well.
My parents didn't understand the amount of stress these surprises put on Tim and me. We were in the middle of a pandemic with a very sick baby and we were having guests invited without our knowing. While I love my Aunt and Uncle, and in no way was this their fault, we were just scared because more people, meant more exposure for covid.
My younger brother had been hanging out with his friends that weekend therefore, besides a quick picture with our whole family, he wore a mask which we appreciated. Thank god he did because he ended up getting covid from that weekend with his friends and no one else in our family got it because he was smart to wear his mask.
My sister-in-law is a Pharmacist so I am able to talk medical terminology without having to explain everything. She asked me about Gracie's recent diagnosis of PVS. I broke down crying saying...
"I cannot lose my baby"
Her eyes filled up with tears as well as she hugged me and quietly said "I know". I've always loved my sister-in-law but we just never really had the "sister-like bond". Nothing happened, we just are very different people. We view the world differently, she is very reserved whereas I am very out-going and somewhat a wild child. (Not as much anymore).
I watched my nieces overjoyed with holding their baby cousins and wished that things were so much more different than they were. I wished that we could do this without being scared, without a feeding tube in Gracie's nose, and without knowing that once we are back in the hospital we won't be able to do this again for a while.
My heart was so happy and so sad at the same time and it was very confusing. On top of these feelings, I got a text message from someone who in the past had bought a puppy from us. We breed my Siberian Husky twice and both litters had been sold to great families. However, now one family had a baby and can't seem to fit Balto into the mix anymore.
My heart sank.
The previous owner (we'll call her Maria), said that she had been trying to find Balto a new home and had no luck thus far. In my contracts for each puppy, I state that we get the first option to take the puppy back IF the owners can no longer take care of them. I never truly thought that it would ever happen. So now I have a sick baby, a healthy baby, 3 of my own dogs, and another dog being dropped off because I don't want them taking him to the humane society.
I reached out to my best friend at the time to ask her if she would be willing to "foster" Balto until we found him a permanent solution, and she agreed. They had one of our other pups so it was good for them! I made plans to have Balto dropped off then more plans to get him over to my friend's house. This was extra stress that I just did not need!
When the day came Balto was handed to me on my front porch with a bin of food and a leash. THAT WAS IT! Immediately, I thought to myself...
"what the fuck! No toys? No Treats? Just food and a leash"
I was heartbroken for Balto. The husband didn't even get out o the car to say goodbye. How could someone be so cold? I was thankful that they brought him back to us, as a husky would be pretty easy to rehome but I was so disappointed in myself. How could I let this family take him in the first place? A family that clearly had zero clue what kind of commitment and dog was.
We settled back in as Balto licked the babies and was excited to play with our other pups. My friend was coming to get Balto that night after work when she texted me to ask if we could meet her halfway. I was a bit annoyed since we just had so much going on and she couldn't do this one thing for me but I agreed and was just thankful she would take him to watch him for us.
Around 10 PM after the babies were asleep and I was upstairs getting ready to pump and go to bed she facetimed me and the first thing she said was...
"COME GET YOUR FUCKING DOG!!!"
In shock, I was confused and asked why? what happened? She went on to explain that he had bit her and her husband. Immediately I was taken aback. Huskies are not supposed to be an aggressive breed so I was confused about what could have happened. I explained to her that I had two newborn babies sleeping and it was not possible for me to leave to come to get him that night.
She was not happy but I told her to kennel him downstairs and we would make plans to come to get him the next day. I had to take Gracie to the clinic to check her numbers since we were getting closer to a surgery date. So my husband would have to take off of work to go get Balto. If this wasn't enough stress, my "friend" text me ALL FUCKING NIGHT about how awful Balto was.
I couldn't believe it. She couldn't just be an adult for ONE NIGHT and realize that her "best friend" had more stress than anyone she knew at that moment and deal with Balto. At 9 AM, my husband went to pick up Balto from their house and SHIT HIT THE FAN.
I was in the clinic where I got the devastating news that we were going to be scheduling Gracie's surgery when I got a text from this friend saying...
"Clearly you have some shit to say to me"
In which I responded, "I'm with Gracie at the Hospital right now, I do not have time for this". So she responded "ok, we'll table it for another time".
Basically, my husband let her have it. After, years of her being selfish, manipulative, and unreasonable HE HAD, HAD IT! We both agree that maybe he came in a little too hot especially with her personality being quite sensitive. However, she had no regard for my feelings or how hard life was for us at this particular time and she STILL found ways to make it that much harder. She still sent snarky texts when I was at the hospital with Gracie and she still made everything about HER when we were the ones going through so much.
To this day I do not know everything that was said as I was at the hospital. But I did get a nasty text the next morning from her in a group text with my husband. She said how she thought highly of Tim before and that he was a good husband and father but he is no longer those things and no longer a friend of hers. I text her back that I needed time to respond to the entire text message but did not want her to think I was ignoring her. When I did, we agreed to focus just on our friendship and leave what happened between her and my husband to be left between her and my husband. as again... I WAS NOT EVEN THERE!
Well, that lasted a whopping 5 minutes...
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