I’ve had you for a while now, in my home, on my couch, on my lap (despite your size), with family and friends, in my bed–and most importantly, in my heart. I’ve gotten to know your personality, likes and dislikes, and all of your sweet quirks. I’ve watched your confidence grow, and I am in awe at your complete joy of living for the moment. As I look ahead to when you will meet your adoptive family, I am overcome with emotion.
As your foster Mom, my goal is to pull you from a dire situation and to show you what it’s like to live in a home full of fun and love. I set out to learn everything about you so that I could use it to help find you the perfect ‘fur-ever’ family. As your foster Mom, I give you love and tenderness, as well as the direction you need to become the best dog you can be. I didn’t intend on falling in love with you, but I did!
I have watched you discover the joy of couches, a peanut butter Kong, fetch, and running free. I have been amazed at the speed with which you discovered outside was the best for potty time and have been overjoyed to see how happy you are meeting new people (including the postman), playing with dogs large and small, and discovering that rain puddles are obviously meant for running and jumping in. And most of all, I’ve watched you dispel myths of your so-called ‘bad behavior’ with a little love and exercise.
Seeing you happy, confident, secure and content makes me so very proud, but also brings me to the hard part. When I send you to your new fur-ever home, how can I ever explain to you that you’re not being abandoned again–that I would love more than anything to keep you, to watch you grow old, and to make you this happy for all the days of your life. So if you’re so happy with me and me with you, how could I ever give you up?
I’m so happy that you have a family that can’t wait to meet you, but at the same time it hurts me to even think about sending you to a new home. I am learning that this is the agony of being a foster parent that everyone had warned me about. As your foster Mom, I want what is truly best for you, whether it be a home with a fur-sibling because you love them so, or with someone that wants to run with you daily because that is what you need. It is my job to let you go to a new home that is the most perfect fit for you so that I can continue to pull other dogs from desperate situations and help them as I did you.
Please don’t think that I gave up on you.
Please don’t think that I abandoned you.
Please continue to live in the moment.
Please remember me, but please don’t miss me!
I worry like this because once you are adopted I no longer have control over what happens to you. I must have blind faith that your new family will love you as much as I do, and will give you even more than I ever could.
Know that your foster Mom loves you and that you will forever have a home with me, that I hope you will never ever need. I know you will have a fantastic life, and even though I wish I could be a part of it daily, you need your new family, they need you, and I need to continue fostering.
I hope that you can understand this. I hope that you are happy to share the life you’ve had with me with other dogs in need. Most of all, I hope that you are as happy with your new family as you are with me. I will think of you often, I’m so glad you came into my life. What I was able to give to you will never compare to what you have given back to me. You will always in part belong to me and my heart.
I love you.
Your foster Mom, Wendy aka The Dane Dame Xo
Breed: Great Dane