Isn't he absolutely adorable? A big gangly bundle of fluff. This is my first ever foster dog. Over the years I have often thought that I would like to be a foster home for rescue dogs - but never felt I could do it with Hoover around. Hoov was dog aggressive against some dogs - esp on his home turf - so I just never was able to bring other dogs in to the house. As a part of my healing process after Hoover's death - I became a foster mom. I kinda just fell into it - one of those things of being in the right place at the right time....
Teddy was chosen to come to my foster home because of his special needs. He has very little human contact and was malnourished. He needed to learn how to trust and love people - he already loved other dogs. I got to keep him in my house for 2 1/2 weeks - and he was so much fun.....and so much work! I had forgotten how much work a puppy was...the midnight potty trips and those awful crocodile teeth! He was like a pirrhana! It sure was fun to watch him and Hannah play - you certainly couldn't tell she was 8 years old. She has never had the opportunity to play with another dog like that - one that really wanted to play and roughhouse - playing with her was beneath Hoover. But man was she tired after her "babysitting" time.
Since I had to leave for 2 weeks of business trips - Teddy has moved to another foster home - where he is continuing to flourish. (I turned him into a lap dog while I had him). I'm hoping a really good home will come for him soon.
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