Addison Rose - My Jersey (11/29/09)

This is really hard for me to write, and most of you will probably not give two shits, and thats okay, but I just need to vent. 

Those of you who have followed me on here for the years Ive been on here should know that my lil puggle of love Jersey is my love of my life.  I got her in May of 2006 and she has been my bestfriend through everything I have been through in these crazy years. 

Last year when I got really sick over the holidays I had to move back home from California because I couldnt work and pay my bills. Anyway, I moved and of course she moved with me. We moved from Missouri, to Arkansas, to California, to Vegas, back to California, then to New England. The apartment complex that I moved into does not allow pets, so I decided to find Jersey a new home. Treating Jersey as my child I decided I would give her to NO ONE other then my close family. Someone I could TRUST... With my life.  

I chose my Aunt and Uncle in Colorado.  They have always been great with dogs and my aunt stays home so I thought it would perfect since Jerz is used to a stay home mommy Okay. I had asked my aunt if she wanted to take her and she said Oh I would love to. We will take her in and treat her as our own, keep her in the family so that you can see her whenever you want! This made my heart feel at peace with the whole situation. I mad an agreement with her that IF for ANY reason AT ALL she was unable to take care of her or things did not work out to call me right away and I would come and get her. She agreed and told me time and time again that things would be okay but if not, then should OF COURSE call me and let me have my baby back. and that I quote.

I paid a guy to fly with Jersey on a plane to Colorado, a 6 hour flight there (for jerz) and 6 back for Alex. Jersey made it there and things were going great. I called very often to check on her and my aunt said she had been getting along great. I didnt even cry!! Because I felt so good about her being in a loving home, with my family and someone I could trust with her life.

I talked to her the friday before last, and she said things were going good, she had a vet appointment . the only thing that was a problem was her barking BUT she said it wasnt a big deal that they were working on it. She would spray her with a water bottle and she would stop barking. YAY!

I got a call last night.  My aunt said " I dont know why your grandma is freaking out but I guess I better tell you this.. did you get your email? I said no, I dont check my email often.  Well she took jersey to the HUMANE SOCIETY on SUNDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 

She was adopted out to a family after being spayed..the HS would not give me the family that took hers info. So I do NOT know who she is with, where she is. and I will NEVER see her again. This is breaking my heart. I have never felt this way before, I seriously feel like a piece of me is dead now. I mean shes just gone. I trusted my aunt and she took her to the fucking humane society out of all places!!! Im thankful that Jersey was adopted only for the reason that the lady on the phone told me they put down dogs all the time, and when people call to find their dogs, its too late. So on this thanksgiving holiday I am thankful that somewhere in this huge world my puggle IS still alive, but its killing me to not know where she is. 

I cant sleep, I can hardly move, I just keep crying and Im so sick to my stomach. I cannot believe that I have been betrayed like this. WHAT THE FUCK was she thinking when she DROVE her to the HS two days after I talked to her... and after I told her time in and time out how much she meant to me and that I wanted her in my life, I chose them to be her new family for a reason. All of that is destroyed now. 

I know you guys are thinking im crazy and that shes just a dog. BUt shes really not. I blame myself so much for everything Jersey has been through. I cant imagine what she is thinking right now, and I cant believe how bad my heart hurts. She is allergic HJIGHLY allergic to bees.. and I called the place and told them that and that they should PLEASE at least contact the family and let them know that and the fuckin whore bitch on the phone said "too bad ma'am there is nothing I can do, we do not contact the families after they have been adopted out" 

My aunt paid $25 for them to take my dog. Did not call me. Emailed me. I checked it after I hung up on her and my anxiety attack, and she emailed me Wednesday at  3am telling me she took her to the pound and that if I didnt call her within 7 days she would call me. The only reason she called when she did is bc my grama called her and asked how the dog was and my uncle said.. oh we took her to the pound last week. 

What am I supposed to do? All I want is Jersey back. I feel like such a failure for letting her go, Guh. 

Fuck My Life

I love you Jersey, and my heart is with you. I hope you are with a good home and they give you lots and lots of treaties and belly rubs before bed. Muah.. 

Im crying again. guhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh



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