For those who have fostered before for any length of time, it becomes really really hard to say no. There is always a hard luck story just around the corner that pulls at your heartstrings, and people send me them All.The.Time. I have given some thought to the randomness of how and which dogs end up here even when my brain says no. My dogs are needing a break, so when Stella goes to her new home with my cousins next week, that is it.
I mean it.
Charlee deserves me back all to herself, and while she is doing excellent, the jury is still out on whether she has the Big C or not.
And Finney, well, he could totally do without Stella. Stella endlessly tries to french kiss Finney while on her hind legs with her front feet wrapped around his neck until he pins her. I have watched it so many times and I have decided it is some sort of weird worship.
|Smackdown - after much warning I might add.|
The more pissed off Finney gets, the more she tries to make it better. We have had Golden pups try the same with Charlee. The more she pushed them away, the more they were like "you must love me, you must love me." Both Stella and the Goldens never never quite got the concept NOT NOW.
|Nom Nom Nom|
Now that Stella is most likely in the 8 months range, with no other dogs here to play with, she has turned into a little demando dog. The past few days I was sick and it was rainy and the whining nearly did me in. Today we took an early morning off leash romp and thankfully she is sacked. out.
On more week and she gets to live with my cousins.
|Family pose at Jewell Falls. What a great place.|