Three years ago I was preparing for a special arrival on this day. I was scrubbing a dog house with bleach and soapy water, vacuuming the spare bedroom, and the dogs knew something was up.
Max was about to turn three, Buela just shy of a year old, and Roni was two.
D had signed the paperwork, all that was left to do was to pick him up.
Zambia, soon to be known as Colbert (aka Stephen T, Stinky, Capt Fussypants, etc) was going to be our first foster dog.
Monday the 4th will mark three years since we stepped into the shoes of a foster parent, and opened the door to being a rescue family. While we ended up keeping Colbert (my 2008 Valenties present) we have had quite a few fosters walk through our door and while the Hixson Hotel is full at the moment, we still donate and do work for rescues.
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