The arrangement was I would take them in as my guests and then introduce them to where they would end up. The training was a doddle.
I didn’t anticipate falling head over in heels with my first guest.
Oh I knew the rules. I’d been warned this kind of thing happened. I’d sworn it wouldn’t happen to me.
I was wrong.
I kept my guest. I’m now part of that honoured band called the failed fosterers.
My guest, my dog, the lovely Bearded Collie cross called Gracie, now shares my life and I share hers.
We don’t need anyone else.
I didn’t anticipate falling head over in heels with my first guest.
Oh I knew the rules. I’d been warned this kind of thing happened. I’d sworn it wouldn’t happen to me.
I was wrong.
I kept my guest. I’m now part of that honoured band called the failed fosterers.
My guest, my dog, the lovely Bearded Collie cross called Gracie, now shares my life and I share hers.
We don’t need anyone else.
