We had pretty much decided we'd be foster parents - you cannot possibly look at puppies and not want to take one home with you, right? There were about 7 pups left who needed immediate foster - a group of four pups who were siblings, two pups kenneled together, and one lonely little pup in an upper level cage who was obviously already sick. And his tag pegged him as a pit bull mix. All the odds were against him for adoption, and we worried about what happens to pit mixes even after adoption, so this sickly little guy was destined to come home with these two bleeding hearts. We took him into a private room to fill out the foster paperwork, and he was full of energy, but definitely had a puppy cold. He climbed up on Mel's lap, and promptly sneezed green puppy snot right on her face. It was love at first slime...
That little guy slept in my arms on the way to Petco to get him a collar and leash and all the things a puppy needs. We already had our Puggle, Rudy, so we had most dog things, but this guy needed some meat on his bones, so puppy food it was. He was so small at about 7 weeks old that he wore an extra-small collar. Needless to say, that scrawny, sick little mutt is now a healthy 65 pounds of pure muscle we affectionately call "Horse" - formally named Louie. We failed miserably as fosters!
So...I had to stop volunteering at the shelter after I brought home a cat as well. I can't see animals suffer and not try to save them. So I was slightly worried that writing this goal on my list would actually lead to adopting yet another animal. 2 dogs and 4 cats is enough...but then again...
Fast forward to last November. I am on the board of a great non-profit called Woofs and Books, an animal rescue and literacy organization (we have volunteers who take their dogs to schools to read with kids and act as a furry, non-critical audience), and we had a volunteer who was willing to foster a dog, so we found a good match for him and set him up as a foster parent. This dog, Pete, was a real sweetheart, and completely adorable, so we figured he would be adopted in a matter of weeks. For some reason, 5 months later, there was no interest in adopting him! His foster dad's situation changed, and another dog in the house wasn't getting along with Pete, so we needed to place him in a different situation.
That's where we come in. Pete had come to our house to play with the boys a couple of times, and they really got along well after the initial domination game (3 male dogs!) played itself out. Pete is quiet, on the small side, and has impeccable manners. We knew he'd fit in at our place, so we offered to foster Pete until he could find a home. He did so well at our house. We kenneled him during the day just in case they all got too rough together, and he never made a peep about it. All three dogs had a fantastic time playing together in the yard, and taking walks together. We fell in love with Pete, and knew we had to find him the best situation possible.
One potential adopter came forward, but her yard wasn't equipped for a young dog with a tendency to escape if given the opportunity. It was disappointing, since she really liked him, but again, had to do what's best for him.
We had a thought...Mel's mom has talked about wanting a dog for a while, but her dad seemed against the idea. Hmm...if they met him and he loved them, maybe, just maybe? :) We took Pete over for a visit by himself to their house, and Pete complete ignored them, wouldn't even take a peace offering in the form of a slice of cheese. We thought it was a failed experiment.
|How handsome is Pete?!?|
They were ready to adopt him! He really is a perfect dog for them, and this way, he still gets to play with his buddies Rudy and Louie when we go to visit. They still have a great time together :)