I've been a bit quiet, but I am better now. I just needed some time...
If you follow my blog, you know how much I love each of these foster dogs. Girl 8 was with me once before, then Girl 9 came and left, and Girl 8 came back. When she returned, they told me I might have her for a long time because she would be hard to adopt out due to her age and multiple health problems. Silly me, I was hoping she would live out her days with me because I just adore her!
I think she is happy here with me too. Don't you just love a smiling dog picture? :)
When I was tearful those first few days, she seemed to be sad too.
When she left me the first time, she lived with another dog. She came back with a bad habit of barking at every bit of movement she could see. Due to her cataracts, she can't see very well.
Once I knew she wasn't staying, I gave up on teaching her not to bark. I had an idea that if she couldn't see out, maybe that would help.
Like a cheeky toddler, she is still testing to see if I am watching. She has improved very much though and only really goes nuts if she hears a dog very close or hears a car horn.
Yesterday morning she gave me such a scare!! I saw her like this.... Before I grabbed the camera, I checked that she was breathing....
She didn't move after I took the first photo, so I checked her again...Breathing seems fine...but my heart is pounding I was thinking the worst.
I made plenty of noise and woke her up and then we had a good tugging game with the rope. Then I reminded myself that it is probably better that she won't live out her days with me...I think that might even by harder than her being adopted now. So, she is still mine until early next week and I am just going to love every minute with her and accept that what is meant to be will happen. No more tears, at least until she goes. I also have some sewing to do. Have a good weekend and hug your furry friends! xx debbie