I found out yesterday that I needed to take her to the outreach so her new owners could pick her up. I spent yesterday in Tulsa for work but rushed home to spend what little time I had left with her. I woke up early Saturday morning and got really sad. I played all morning in the backyard with her and then when it was time to come inside, she just laid down out in the yard. It was almost like she knew what was coming.
I loaded her up only to find out she no longer fit in the crate we originally brought her home in only three weeks earlier. Yes, she's huge. So we rode together to Ryan's work to say goodbye and it was off to PetSmart. I felt the knot in my throat getting bigger.
I take her in and we walk around the store as the volunteers get set up. Everyone complimented how cute she was meanwhile I didn't have the heart to tell them she wasn't mine. Not much longer at least.
I decided I couldn't stay with her until her new family arrived. It broke my heart to see her in that crate and naive to what her future held. So I left her in the very capable and loving hands of my friend and volunteer extraordinaire, Alisha. I open her crate one last time as she comes bounding out to jump in my lap and kiss my face I tell her that I love her and I will never forget her.
I walk out with my aviator sunglasses masking the tears. Tallulah was adopted at 1 p.m.
As I sit here writing this I think to myself (three Kleenexes later), do I have some sort of separation anxiety problem? Is fostering really for me? Can I go through this again? And the answer is, I don't know. I believe in the mission of the Humane Society and I know I'm ultimately helping save an animals life but jeez this sucks. I'm sure we will foster again because it has been such an amazing experience. That little dog helped me through a really difficult time and I love her for that.
Here are some final photos of our first foster dog, Tallulah.
5 comments:
Oh Lindsay, this truly made me tear up. This would have to be the hard side of adoption. You are a trooper!
priceless post/pictures Linds.
Aw, bless your heart. I am glad I was there to see it through. I know I would have wanted someone there had I been going through the same experience.
Keep your chin up! You did such a great job with her and I know she will always have a place in her heart for her first mommy. :)
And, I hope you choose to do this again. As Emily told me, good fosters are few and far between, and, sweetie, you were a great one!
You are so great! I could never do that, not even one time. I am so proud of you! I'm sure Lulah is with a wonderful family and you have your 2 to love on!
Love you
Maria
=....( it's hard losing pets. we lost our dog last summer. i finally threw his dog bedding away yesterday. when my daughter saw it missing she cried - again.
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