history: I was forced due to a family emergency to get rid of our family dog and move 550 miles away. It was one of the saddest moments in my life, in our lives... The dog was my first dog ever and my little buddy.  Tank loved me so much that when I drove off and looked in my rear view at him I cried like a baby. I cried as if my children were moving away from me. It was very sad.
current: My first dog, Tank, I got as a pitbull. He was with us 5 years. I loved that dog sooo much. After a family emergency came up we had to move. We couldn't take Tank so I had to let him go.
next: Oh I'm so sorry to hear that. Was he adopted?