Today marks three years since our first foster dog Tucker came into our lives. I should have a lengthy post, but I'm midstream a full day of packing/sorting/cleaning, with another few hours on the horizon yet. On Friday we move our furniture/boxes over to my parents' place. They will bring it with them to Saskatchewan in a few months when we find a place. Yay parents.
That makes for a busy week though, and although I love my husband very much, packing up a house is definitely not his forte.
We've had 25 fosters this year. :)
We lost Beckett :(
And.... adopted our sweet.
And Shane is growing up.
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| 7.5 months. |
His coat is coming in nicely, but I find he's starting to look more Aussie than collie. Regardless, I care not. This is one fantastic, keen, biddable, confident, sweet dog. I will be eternally grateful to my old sweet boy for raising one helluva puppy.
This time in three weeks I will be in Regina, job hunting, park hunting, dog extracurricular training hunting. We'll find lots of dog related stuff I'm sure.
