Shilo and Kodi
Well, apparently Shilo has not worked for my mother. She has a nasty habit of escaping both yard and kennel, and seems to be chewing everything. So Mom is returning her to the shelter. That's always a difficult decision to make, perhaps even more difficult than the decision to euthanize.
Which brings us to the issue of Kodi. Mom went to the shelter and found Shilo in the first place because Lena was so lonely and depressed. And if you've ever seen a depressed Newfie, you'll know what I mean when I say that's not a good thing. One-hundred-twenty + pounds of depression in a big, black fur coat, with big brown eyes...
So Mom is ready to adopt Kodi. Now! This goes back to my earlier entry about being a good dog parent. It's not that we don't love Kodi (at least for what he is), but I'm sure he'll be happier with Mom, eventually.
It's the eventually part that's hard. He has had a lot of upheaval in his life recently, particularly in being shipped out to Minnesota at 5 years old with these strange people. He seems to have bonded to me, maybe because I'm the pushover in the family, but also, I think, because I'm sort of like his first Mom...who had to find a good home for him. I know she won't be concerned that he's living with Mom, though she might question her judgement about asking me in the first place.