A new home has found my Charlie. (Hopefully) sweet & wonderful people are coming from Evanston (not EvINGston) to pick her up tomorrow morning. I dunno, I just got a really good feeling about them. Things just kind of fell into place & they swear up and down that they will spoil her & love her forever. Ashley was practically screaming when I said I felt that they should have her. Me... not so much. I want to die. My husband keeps crying. I keep crying. Charlie probably thinks someone died, but then she just goes back to sleep. Poor girl has no idea what's going on tomorrow. How can I make her understand that this is for the best for both her & Sawyer? Her new home has tons of property to run around in, horses & cats to chase & even another little 3 year old girl. She's gonna have 2 great danes for cousins and will go camping lots & get spoiled silly by the new family. I'm so jealous. It doesn't help any that they are also having a baby in October. They get my dog, they can actually procreate, and they have horses for goodness sakes. I don't think I'd like to live in Wyoming, but c'mon! Really? Lucky sunsabitches. But how on earth am I going to say goodbye to her? I hope they leave lots of time in their schedule tomorrow because I want to let Charlie have plenty of time to get acquainted with them before I shove her off to the next phase of her life. There are very few things that I have gone through in my life as sucky as this.