He's gone.....(sob)

It's 8:22pm and he was just put in a crate in a big white cargo van along with 10 other dogs and taken away. I HAD him taken away. I didn't think it would be like this - I thought he'd leave from Kelley's but, she couldn't deal with him anymore and I had to take him back. Oh, my god, the pain in my heart is so tremendous, I don't know how I'll stand it. My baby boy Chinook. Oh, please, I hope he will be happy. He's got to be happy or I couldn't bare it. She said, "we'll be home Sunday...I'll bring him over to Vance's on Sunday. He'll start his new life then."

I thought about keeping his tags but, it's not like he's dead. He might run away. He might need them. At least my number will be on his bright blue bone-shaped tag that says simply, "CHINOOK 206.228.9449." He also had a rabies tag, one of Gibson's old expired Seattle dog license tags and a plastic tag with the phone number of for the national microchip company. He was wearing Gibson's old collar, that rolled leather collar he wore until his dying moment. Both my boys worse the same collar.

How will I ever get over this pain, this guilt.....? For now, I'm off the Asheville to pick up Kali. And, then it will be just the two of us. Goodbye my dearest Chinook. May the dog gods & goddessed shine their brightest countenance upon him. I will miss you, dear Chinook.