Well think of it this way. When I was with Dean, he made me rehome my dog. It hurt to do that. Then HE left me, stranded me without my family or friends nearby. All I wanted in the world was my best friend. And I gave him up for a fake friend :( I had never felt so alone, scared or unwanted in my life. It was literally, a pure loneliness and fear that was cold and ate away at me.
If I ever get another dog, that is MY dog. If I am to be screwed over, well my dog will be there as my friend, as my companion - the only one who gets me, understands me, and loves unconditionally. I will never give up something I hold dear, for anyone or anything. If someone were to offer me 10 million dollars to give up my dog I'd call them a foolish idiot for pricing emotions.