We took Bagel to his new home on Sunday. He's surrounded by love and will be doted on by two of the nicest guys I could have hoped to find for him. It's most certainly the perfect home for him, but I'm a mess. He was my shadow, my pal, always the first one at the gate when I got home, always laying at my feet while I worked, always followed me around. Remind me to only foster dogs who aren't nice going forward so my heart doesn't have to break when I say goodbye.