When we moved to Brazil my daughter asked and begged for a dog but we said no, the timing wasn’t right. She continued to ask and one day my husband said “I found the perfect dog for our daughter, and he is adorable”. I said “no,” but he arrived with Charlie under his arm. He came into our family to fill a hole in our daughter’s heart. Instantly, and I mean the very second they met, he was hers. He loved the rest of the family, but he adored her and her sadness lifted. Their friendship was exactly what she needed to move forward, make new friends, and see the beauty in our new life. She blossomed.
Fast forward a few years and we are returning to Australia. Sadly, he cannot come with us because the quarantine laws are so strict that he would be caged for 8 months. We cannot do that, he is a people dog and needs attention. We all cried there must be a way, but there wasn’t. The tears flowed like a river when I told her. I asked her to be brave, I asked her to think of Charlie, and she knew. In her pain, she asked me to take photos and it took my breath away. It felt as if someone had punched me in the chest. I couldn’t take the pain away, but I could give her that. We found a new family for Charlie, one that I know will love him. They will adore him, just like she did. She decided on the family and during the process, little by little, she started to say goodbye.