Tuesday, October 9, 2012

I've aged 25 years

This morning I woke up to find this on Facebook:
Long story short...this would be a picture of the sweet, very scared and timid foster I had over the weekend.  She was at her new foster's house and bolted.  If you've never dealt with it, this situation is  horrible and scary for all involved.  After a few long hours, I got a phone call that THANKFULLY someone found her and brought her to the local animal shelter.  The foster coordinator asked if I would keep Sissy for the week while her permanent foster gets settled in a new place. 
Uhm duh.  If they hadn't asked me to watch her, I would have insisted on seeing her in person anyway just to make me feel better. 
This is Sissy now:
At the shelter after pickup.  Poor girl was overwhelmed.

Went right to "her" corner when we got home. 

I'd like to think this is her "you mean I can keep all this stuff if I don't run away??" face

Obviously, she's thinking about her actions. 

Paws in the City, the group I foster with, has gone above and beyond to make sure I am comfortable with whatever foster dog I have.  Sissy's permanent foster actually helped me when Peanut (the chichuahua) couldn't handle my work schedule.  Needless to say, I am MORE than happy to give this girl a safe haven for the next few days. :o)
Thank you Lord for small miracles!!
**And yes, I am making light of what could have been a serious situation.  Forgive me if it seems insensitive.  I am simply relieved and overjoyed to have Sissy back under my roof, safe and happy. 

**Also, please keep Julee and Preslee Turner in your prayers.  Matt's funeral is tomorrow.  If you'd like to keep up with the Turners, this is their blog: http://mattandjuleeturner.blogspot.com/

1 comment:

  1. So happy that you found her. She's lucky to have you.