Had to find Buster, my puppy, a new home. And before anyone starts that I shouldn't have got him if I didn't want to put in the effort, I didn't. My sister did claiming it was a gift for me. I knew nothing about it. I tried raising a puppy once and it didn't work. Then my sister brought Buster home years later. He seemed different like it might work. Problem is that I know nothing about puppies, I'm disabled, low on cash, and not active. I tried to make it work but it just wasn't. I couldn't make a schedule work, didn't know how to potty train him, he wanted to chew everything, and bite all the time. I didn't trust him running around. etc....



So we found him a good home with a guy that already had had a Boston Terrier and a Husky. I'm a little sad but very happy for Buster. I feel this guy can give him the life he deserves rather than with me.


Thanks for listening.

No more animals for me. Love them but don't wanna take care of them.