Yesterday morning, I had just dropped my son off at Camp and was back home deciding which pair of Yoga Pants would most likely pass as "everyday wear" when the phone rang. I answered Hello and the frantic response was..."I have a dog who needs a Foster."
Let me preface this by saying we have 4 permanent dogs of our own & collectively have 14 dogs among our extended family, all within a 6 mile radius. We are dog people. So, when my sister-in-law called with the news of a foster, I was not surprised. I was a bit chilled because I hadn't quite made my Yoga Pant selection and so was still standing in my underwear.....but not surprised.
The deal is this, a family is being evicted today and having to relocate to the coast. They have three dogs and only two could go so this last little guy drew the short straw and was on his way to the pound this morning. After seeing his picture, I could already tell getting him adopted via "the pound" was not happening. He is a mix of everyday black dog and would never have stood out among the sea of needy pups in lock-up. Very sad indeed, but also very true.
Enter the Dog Freaks!
Choosing not to finish the clothing decision due to the pressing nature of the situation, a call was made to my husband from his pantless wife asking for permission to give this guy a shot at a forever home. Amazingly, he agreed (I love that man) so around 8:00pm tonight, I will have my hands full with dog introductions.
Hmm.....I wonder which pair of Yoga Pants would most likely pass as "Dog Intro Wear."
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