The Universe is a strange place on times. In my last post I was bemoaning the fact that I wanted a friend for Little Bear but that Other Half wasn’t as keen, fearing that in adopting a companion dog we may risk the heartache of it not working out. What we needed was a way to test the water. I volunteered our dog sitting services with friends and family and my dog walker friend has promised to pass on any suitable requests for day boarding that she can’t do, but it was looking pretty hopeless.
Then, the day after my whingey post, I got a call from a Labrador rescue charity I’d registered with months before. At the time they said that fostering wasn’t something they needed volunteers for that often but took our details just in case. I’d almost forgotten about it because we had quite a wish list too – must be dog, cat and kid friendly, female, playful and sure of herself. Who’d give up a dog like that I thought at the time.
The co-ordinator popped round to give us more details and <drum roll please> our dog, cat, child, horse and chicken friendly, playful, female foster dog will be arriving TOMORROW!
So it’s been all systems go on the preparation front (hence the lack of posts) while I do my homework around re-settling a dog, managing introductions etc. I’ve had some amazing advice from the lovely people on the Schnauzer Forum and I think I’m as prepared as I can be.
For the purposes of the blog she’ll be known as Foster Dog (FD) for the time being just in case by some quirk of fate her previous owner stumbles upon the blog. I can’t imagine how terrible it must be to have to re-home your baby 😦
So we’re as prepared as we can be. LB has had a haircut (pointless I know, but he’s nice and cool now), The Cat has settled into her new feeding spot out of reach of a greedy Lab, baby gates are up, coffee tables cleared (save a Lab tail does the job instead) and routines worked out. Until we meet her and get her resume (a detailed questionnaire each dog has when they’re handed over) there’s not much else we can do except wait – impatiently!
So fingers, toes and paws crossed that all will work out well with the new arrival.
Ooooo exciting! I rescued a run away dog on Saturday, took her to vet, she was picked up on Monday. She licked my face like mad to say thanks.
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Aw, bless her – bet she was glad to get home! 🙂 You’ll have to come over and meet the new arrival! xx
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So here we go, on the case for dog number 2, first stage implemented. I’ll wait and see if I can add ‘successfully’ to that. 🙂
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