*Sigh* We got the call last night. Cleo will leave our house on Monday. I feel like the worst wife ever. Kevin's dog has been such a stress in my life since I have been at home. I can literally feel my blood pressure rise at times when trying to deal with her and it makes me more short tempered when taking care of Lubbock. I just know that giving her away is the right thing to do for me, but I worry about how Kevin will deal with it. He'll take her to her 'foster family' on Monday after work. I know he'll be sad, but I know it's the right thing to do for me and for Cleo. It's still sad.
With that said ... I hope Kevin can forgive me in time for my selfish request to remove her from his life.