Chuckii ... continued

Okay. So one day in Austria I ask my dad to give me a ticket to New York for my birthday.
And he did. My father told me to take Chuckii cause he didn't want to take care of him for 2 weeks. I did. I took Chuckii on the plane with me, that's how small he is. He slept most of the time cause i gave him a sleeping pill (for dogs).
When I've been in New York for about 12 days and I don't want to go back to Austria. So i decided to stay. Then i turns out that in my building the put a new "rule" that we are not allowed to have pet in our apartments. My neighbor is such an ass, and he's in the board of directors and he called the office and complained that there was a dog in our apartment and that it was barking, which is complete B.S cause i was with him all the time and he didn't bark!
Then they sent us a letter, and it said that if we didn't get rid of the dog that they would throw us out. My mom got so worried so she started to call her friends up and she would ask them if she could take care of him for a little while. Her friend in long island said she could take him for a while, she has a house with a yard and two kids. Then after 1 month she couldn't keep him any longer cause she was remodeling her house.Then Chuckii would go from house, to house, to house, to house. So i decided to give him away, kindof. My moms friends mother has him right now, and she loves him. Chuckii is so cute and so sweet and so gentle, and I hate the fact that this happened to me and Chuckii. I miss him sooooo much, don't think that i could ever see him again, because if i do i would "steal" him back.

The best thing is that no matter were he is I can always find him, cause he has a tracking system in his body. xD