We started fostering almost by accident. My mom had received some free Alpo products, and she and my dad drove to the local animal shelter to make a donation. While she was there, she found out that the shelter was currently experiencing an overload of cats and a shortage of foster families. On the spot, she decided to foster two cats. As she was filling out her foster application, my dad alerted her to a small problem: they had no way to get the cats home. My mom called me to bring down two of our cat carriers. While we were there dropping off carriers, I offhandedly mentioned that we should foster a dog, since we have a lonely dog and a fenced-in backyard.
And so, fifteen minutes later, my fiance and I walked out with an Australian Shepherd mix named Cooper.
When we walked out with Cooper, he was scared of everything. He had panic attacks during car rides, shivered when we tried to pet him, and generally spent most of his time cowering with his tail between his legs.
One month later, Cooper has found a home. He’s doing much better now. He is a dog that has never met a stranger, he can’t wait for car rides, he walks on a leash, and he answers to his name. Today is our last day with Cooper before we take him to meet his new owner.
Luckily for Cooper, who still has some residual issues from life in the shelter, his new owner is someone I know very well, and they can call for advice about any of his strange behaviors. He will also still get to see us from time to time, which is great, as he’s been given a place of honor in our upcoming wedding.
Cooper finding his “furever home” is a bittersweet moment for us. Although we will miss him, it’s great to know that we were able to help him find a better life. There’s not too much time for us to be sad- tomorrow we are also getting our new foster dog. We know nothing about the new dog yet, and I’m trying not to have an expectations.
It’s sure to be an interesting experience both for us and our new foster.