It’s been a number of months since Fred was adopted – three-plus months, to be extra exact. My first foster, Cindy, was adopted 5 years in the past yesterday and since her, I’ve welcomed eight extra fosters. Their stays have ranged from six weeks to 17 months, however I at all times attempt to give myself, and Lucy, just a few months between fosters. At finest, Lucy tolerates the fosters (besides Violet – she adored that canine) and so each time I foster, it comes with blended feelings. Personally, I appear to want fosters. Fostering places me in a very good place mentally. However Lucy simply doesn’t take pleasure in it. Once more, she tolerates the fosters, however she doesn’t take pleasure in them. And as she will get older, it turns into more durable and more durable for me to persevering with imposing different canine on her.
Which begs the query – will I foster once more? I simply don’t know. Selfishly, I hope so. Nevertheless it actually isn’t truthful to Lucy. I’m at the moment dogsitting and knew properly prematurely that I’d be dogsitting this week, so I’ve needed to say no for some time to fostering. However as soon as I’m performed dogsitting? Once more, I merely don’t know. Fostering has been an enormous a part of my life and identification for five-plus years and I’m undecided I can definitively say “no.” Nevertheless it additionally doesn’t really feel proper to say “sure” when Lucy is fairly sad sharing her area and toys and is getting progressively unhappier with every foster.
So, Lucy and I’ll proceed to take it day-to-day. If what appears to be the “proper” foster comes throughout, I’ll say sure. However Lucy is my primary precedence and I don’t need her to be depressing due to my egocentric decisions.