A week after Lisa and I turned our foster puppies over to San Antonio Animal Care Services (ACS), we made a trip back out to the city shelter to follow-up. We had hoped for one last time with our little guys, but that was not to be. We walked through the puppy kennels and did not find Big Boy, Baby or Brownie. We were directed to the adoption office to confirm their adoption. At the office, we gave the clerk their ACS ID numbers and held our breath.
Brownie was the first to be adopted, only a day or so after we dropped them off. Brownie was Lisa’s favorite and she started to cry tears of joy. Baby and Big Boy were picked up by a no-kill shelter, near Austin, called Austin Pets Alive. When we got home we went to their website and learned that Big Boy was adopted on Monday, the day after he arrived. His sister, Baby, is still pending, but I’m sure she will be or has already been adopted by now.
The month and a half that the puppies were in our care were a wonderful mix of early mornings, late nights and worries, but also laughter and amazement. They went from little, furry lumps into active, healthy and very happy little creatures that loved to dig and play. We miss their little puppy faces of excitement, but we love the fact that they have now found new homes, homes that they would never have known if they had been left to die by the side of the road in the summer heat.
The day we took them back to ACS, I took each puppy in my lap and looked them right in the eye and told each of them that the only job they have to do is to get adopted and to be the best puppy they can be. I gave them each a big hug and told them I loved them. Then I accepted a few licks in the face. I guess they were paying attention.
Well done puppies! Well done!
Love, your foster mom and dad.
Food for THOUGHT…
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