This isn’t an easy blog post to write, and it has nothing to do with fashion, but if I don’t write it I think it’s going to weigh on me. So here we go.

My fiancee and I drove to Rochester, NY early Saturday morning to give our dog Coco away. And every aspect of it was heartbreaking.

It’s not something we wanted to do, not by a long shot, but we are both very busy people and the more we talked about it, the more we felt like it was not fair to keep her here in the city. In no way was the decision based on convenience, it was more about the reality of how much this city can stretch a person and how often we are not home.

She’s an amazingly well behaved mid-sized dog that didn’t deserve to be stuck inside a New York City 1 bedroom apartment for most of the day. And no matter how I/we tried to rationalize keeping her, we could never get around that fact.


(Coco during a recent trip to Central Park to play in the snow.)


The people that took Coco in are friends of the family and are extremely kind, and they love animals. They have two dogs of their own and they were introduced to Coco late Saturday afternoon at a park. As expected, the dogs got along and as the minutes of the meeting slowly ticked by, I new the moment was drawing near that we would be taking Coco’s things out of our car, putting them in another and then going our separate ways.

When that moment did in fact come, it flat out sucked.

She hopped in the car, tail wagging, and I scratched her on the back and said a short goodbye. And that’s when the river of emotions could no longer be contained.

I didn’t have a dog when I was growing up, and while Coco was only in my life for 11 months (as of today), we had a great bond and I treated her like she was mine.  I could go on and on about how sad finding her a new home has made me, but there are a number of positives to focus on.

  • She has great new foster parents.
  • She has two new dog friends to play with.
  • She doesn’t have to be cooped up in a small New York City Apartment.
  • She gets to run in the woods, and did so yesterday.
  • And the list goes on.

But I miss her. And I don’t really know that that feeling will subside.

While coming to this decision was not easy, it is a reminder that sometimes the best decisions in life are not always the easiest.

So Coco, run, smell, play, eat an occasional piece of gum off the ground like you love to mischievously do, enjoy the trails, have fun with your new friends… and know that we love you and found this great new home so that you could have an amazing life.

Written by Ryan
Ryan is a southern guy now living in New York City. From business to casual, his style covers a broad spectrum. He loves a great suit, but also appreciates the freedom of an un-tucked shirt and letting loose. Find him on Twitter at @RyanShell.