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» Sunday, August 30, 2015

Foster Fail!

It’s true. I’m a failure. My first foray at being a dog foster mom ended after a month. I just gave up—and adopted my foster. I couldn’t let Nixie go!

Doesn't she look happy about it?

Until Nixie, I’d been dogless for one year, seven months, and sixteen days. Not that I was counting or anything. My former furbaby was 15 years, 2 months when she died. She’d been ailing with arthritis, incontinence, and episodes of vertigo before we finally made the heart-wrenching decision to let her go. Grieving took quite some time. We gradually got used to not having a dog, but there was always something missing. So we decided to foster dogs for a while. 


Nixie’s a 3 year old Labrador mix. She was abused as a pup—some degenerate characters used her for BB gun target practice!! Grrrrrr. After getting the embedded BBs removed, she was adopted by another family nearby. Unfortunately, a year later she was having some issues with one of their kids, so they gave Nix back to the rescue.
The rescue wanted to place her in a home with no kids or other pets. We decided to give her a chance! She was upset when her former owner dropped her off, and had a rough first week. After that, she settled in nicely. She loves twice-a-day walks, belly rubs, and peanut butter. And murder. So far she’s killed a baby rabbit, a half-dozen voles and two snakes. Birds, however, are not a problem. A bird could land on her back and she probably wouldn’t care. Go figure. 

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See ya later!



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