I’ve done it again. Some of you may remember last summer when I fostered Cecil.
It was a “greyt” experience, but Cecil taught me that our family wasn’t ready for a dog. I enjoyed the whole fostering thing though, because Jesus likes me better when I take in homeless animals and these homeless animals are very well mannered and sweet.
So I signed up to do it again. Since I took the one hour foster class last year they just stuck my name on a list and the waiting game began.
Basically the organization has a lady who drives a truck load of Greyhounds from a track in Colorado, they count up the number of foster and adopter homes, throw the same number of dogs on the truck and everyone eagerly awaits their arrival.
See how greyt I am? By adding my name to that list I rescued just one more Greyhound from the track…or wherever they’re coming from. See why Jesus might love that?
The dogs ARE really good dogs. We only fostered Cecil for a month or so before he was adopted by a wonderful family. Our time with Aries will be lovely and then he’ll go and then we can take another break from pleasing Jesus.
SO! I gathered my excited munchkins together on Saturday and we drove to the Greyhound Guru’s haven. Before I left I turned to Pat and told him of all the dog descriptions I read on the website, the one dog I didn’t want, was Aries and I guaranteed him that Aries would be the one paired with us. Because Jesus thinks it’s funny to mess with me like that.
Aries’s description explains that he had already been adopted once, but for whatever reason they were unable to care for him and so he’s back in the cycle. RED FLAGS folks. I’m thinking if a family is going to turn a dog away that they PAID to keep, it must be a bad egg.
The truckload of dogs pulled in just before we got there and we were totally surrounded by dogs and potential dog owners.
As we waited I inquired about the name of the dog that we would be matched with and smiled on the inside when they responded with Aries. How did I know?
The dogs were everywhere and they were SO skinny. Greyhounds are supposed to be skinny, but some of these dogs, including Aries…looked malnourished.
After they are unloaded they pretty much just ran around and drank water and played and got their pictures taken for the website.
The girls were nervous with all the dogs, but once they met Aries they were ready to take him home.
Aries jumped in the van and never looked back. Turns out he HAD a home in Colorado, but the people there were moving to another state and couldn’t take Aries with them. The kicker about that is that they were moving to THIS state! I don’t know. I don’t get it either.
When we got him home, Kainoa, who doesn’t care much for dogs, didn’t have any problem at all with this one. I think because Aries was not in his face or jumping on him or anything. He was just so calm. They BOTH were!
The kids all jumped in to take care of Aries and soon the little guy was snuggled in with a blanket and pillow.
So far so good. Aries is about half the size Cecil was. He sleeps in his crate with only minor complaining. He hasn’t had any accidents. He’s a little scared and shaky, but he’s been through a lot so I guess that’s to be expected. He sleeps a lot, but apparently has an eating disorder because even when I placed a bowl full of food in front of him he still was not interested in stuffing his face. If he doesn’t put some meat on those bones soon though, I’m going to start feeding him donuts and pizza.
Works for me.