Long time gone
It's been a crazy couple of weeks. I've been interviewing for a new job, as it's no secret that I was ready to move on.
Last week I was offered, and accepted the job. I'll be a regional consultant for GM service departments. The craziness comes in that fact that I'll be based out of Chicago, IL.
I've changed jobs plenty of times, but never relocated for a job. I'm excited about moving to Chicago, but there's a lot of complication along the way. First and foremost is the fact that the job requires too much travel for me to be able to keep my dog Nero. I love Nero dearly, but I guess I've known all along that I'm not the kind of pet owner that is going to spend ungodly amounts of money on procedures for a pet, or prevent myself from taking a great professional opportunity. I guess some people can't understand that, and so they have not qualms about making me feel like I'm an absolutely horrid person for abandoning my dog.
I certainly did not adopt Nero 2 years ago with the intention of ever giving him up. But I learned in that time that I'm really not the ideal pet owner, either. As much as I know Nero and I have formed a bond, I really think he'd be better off with someone who's more devoted to his needs. Of course, he could also be in a much worse situation as well. Which is why I'm trying to be very careful about where I place him, even if it's only a foster situation until a new permanent home can be found.
It's killing me thinking that I may have to leave him with a rescue agency and not a real family, but time is running out. It seems some people think I'm heartless for giving up my pet, and believe me, right now, I wish I was.