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Foster a Dog (or two) | Personal

three-dogs-on-a-couch“Dogs are not our whole life, but they make our lives whole.” Roger Caras

A year or so ago a friend of ours fostered 2 dogs from a place called Scottsdale Strays (they set up shop every Saturday at Choice Pet Market, corner of Scottsdale Rd and Shea in Scottsdale).  She eventually adopted the 2 chihuahuas. Then my sister started fostering 2 dogs a week. She has also adopted 2 dogs. Turns out another friend has adopted a dog from Scottsdale Strays as well.

I swear I have said to our family multiple times over the last few years that I want a break from having a dog once our precious Pooch moves on to the next world. Pooch is 15 years old and she has been the center of our lives for that long. And we can’t imagine life without her in it. But….we all love dogs and can’t say no.

So the kids have been pestering us to get another dog for years now. I promised Isabella way back – maybe 3 or 4 years ago when we went apple picking near Wickenburg, that she could get a dog when she turned 10. Well 10 seemed like a long time. But guess what, neither child has forgotten that promise and Isabella just turned 10.

Happily, they wanted to foster a dog as an initial compromise. So of course we went to Scottsdale Strays last Saturday to see if we could find a dog to foster. Needless to say, they wanted to foster several of these adorable dogs. The girls both bonded with a dog and I let them choose one each. We left with these two girls, the chihuahua is 2 and the mini pinscher, a 6 month old puppy.

The most important requirement is that Pooch give her stamp of approval – we couldn’t have her stressed out with puppies jumping on her head as she lives out the final years. But she seems just fine with her new sisters.  It looks like we are on the road to adopting these two cuties!

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