Farewell Chewie

Friday, another chapter of my life ended.
Since I was little, I have always lived around a dog.  We got Spots before I could even remember, I was instrumental in obtaining Riley in November of 2001 and she's still kicking it on the farm, and when it was time for me to move on, I knew I wanted a dog of my own, so I found Ellie.
She was my best friend for about 18 months until she was hit by a car in one of her escape attempts.
Last June, I took an impromptu trip to Colorado to visit a friend, and came back with Chewie, a black labradoodle.
Now Chewie had, not surprisingly, a completely different personality from Ellie, and every other dog that I had ever been around.  He was very loving and clingy, wanting to be around me at all times and becoming very vocal when he was away.  When Ellie passed away, he became my only dog for a time.  I had Layla for a few months, until she came out to the farm, and Chewie became an only dog, again.  While he was just fine with the added attention, Chewie struggled being alone all day, and most weekends too.  When I was possibly moving to Mexico, I knew I would need to find a new home for him and thought that would be a good thing.  Well, a few weeks ago, I realized that I was not being fair to Chewie by keeping him around so I began to look for a new home.  It took a couple of weeks, but I found a wonderful new home for him in Wichita, with another poodle based dog who could have been his sister.  While it was tough to leave him behind, I knew it was best for him and he would be greatly spoiled by his new family.
So while I say farewell to Chewie, I know that he will be well loved.