Edgar the Terrible Has to Move On

The short of it is that we have bought a condo, perfect for us and our needs, which does not allow pets.  In reading the minutes of its meetings I can see that people (a very few, but still...) have been reported for having pets, fined, and been forced to get rid of the pet.

We found a place that would accept Edgar, and today we took him there.  It was wrenching to say goodbye, and I shed many tears.  Ricardo was very affected too, but is not a crying type of guy.  

I don't have any guilt regarding Edgar, because eleven years ago we saved him from an unfortunate situation and have given him a happy home in which he flourished.  Ricardo's needs must prevail now.  I'll give you the story of what's been going on with regard to housing in tomorrow's post, but I won't say anything more about Edgar.  That would be just too painful.