But, it will be different this time!
Last Saturday we went down to the shelter and picked up another dog to foster. Not a puppy this time, that was just too hard. Too hard on T, for sure, because: puppies! So adorable! This time, though, it will be different. Probably too different. This time we are fostering an old dog. Here he is:
Handsome oldster, isn't he?!?
His shelter name is Walter, but that didn't work for me because I have a brother with the same name. Too awkward. We decided on Angus. We tried out lots of other names, calling him everything we could think of with a good boy! tone in our voices. He was picked up as a stray on the 12th and no one has come to claim him. The shelter originally listed him as a lab cross, but he clearly isn't. Our best guess is Cattle dog, Australian Shepherd, or Heeler mix. Hence the name Angus. I thought that was rather clever. Soon he will even respond to it!
Here's the thing. Old dogs don't stand much of a chance at getting adopted. We didn't want him to have to live the rest of his life at the shelter so we took him in, knowing that we'll probably have him as long as he lasts. The shelter will call it a foster placement for several months, but after that they will consider it an adoption. That's ok. He's super easy going, gets along with the other pets (although, he does want to herd them), walks perfectly on a leash and just wants to hang out with us all the time. The shelter vet speculated that he was about 10 years old, but who knows.
I wasn't willing to adopt the puppy but I will definitely keep the old dog.
(Photo: taken by me. But, that is not T sitting behind Angus. It's a friend of hers.)