Roscoe found his fur-ever family on June 4th. Yes, I realize it's July now, but it was harder to see him go than I expected.
Roscoe's new family is wonderful. He's got acres to run around on and little kids to play with! I know he'll be happy with them. Mostly because he didn't even look back. I tell myself that's a good thing, but after four months of couch cuddling, neighborhood jogs, and having him follow me around everywhere; I didn't realize until he was gone how attached I had become.
Roscoe's new Mommy sent me a lovely email about how well he's been doing. I was so glad to hear it. I hope for pictures and more updates.