Happy Sad Day

So today my foster dog Julie went to her new home. She is a very sweet and feisty 10 year old chihuahua who was surrendered to the rescue I foster for when her owners developed allergies. She has been staying with me since the beginning of December and finally had the perfect application for her this weekend. I took her to meet the gentleman that had applied and it was the perfect home for her. She will be the only dog and will get spoiled rotten. So off she went today and I hope all goes well for her. That is the happy...

Now for the sad. I have had over 35 foster dogs in the past year and a half that I have been fostering and some for only a few days, some for a few weeks and sadly some for a few months. At the start I kept telling myself that each time would be easier but it doesn't. I am horrible at goodbyes and its even harder to say goodbye to the ones you have bonded with. I try my hardest not to get to attached but there are some I just cannot help it with, their cuteness wins me over, first Gracie, then Obi and now Julie. I guess what gets me the most is that for the most part these dogs have been mistreated or had a home for so long only to find themselves shuffled around from place to place. Take Julie for example, 10 years old and suddenly you are shuffled out of your home and into one strange place after another, it took her days to even settle in enough to want to eat when she first got here. So now she has been here for over 3 weeks, finally settled in, feels at home and then gets shuffled out of her comfortable place into another strange home. Its the scared, confused look that gets me every time when its time to go to the new home, I can just imagine what is going through her head, is she wondering what she has done wrong, confused about what is going on and why I don't want her anymore. It breaks my heart to even think about it, all I can remember is her scared little face looking at me. I guess what it come down to is that I really do not think I can foster anymore, its just too hard. I know in a few days this sad feeling will go away, but it seems to be getting harder rather than easier and it sucks.


So little Julie I hope it all works out in your new home, you are cute, sweet and deserve to be spoiled.