God is Good.

Wow. what a day. I woke up this am a little bit discouraged because when I dropped "little girl" my foster beagle off Saturday morning at Petsmart I just KNEW today was her day. She would find a FOREVER home today. Well, that wasn't the case. This little girl, thus the name, weighs maybe 15 pounds and was from my best non-vet judgement a beagle puppy mill. She was a soon to be victim of "euthanasia row' at the local shelter. I got a call about a week and a half ago from Kelly frantic to get this beagle a foster home. I agreed to take her thinking that I could handle a 15 lb., 8 year old, beagle. Wow, beagles are howlers I am here to tell ya. Anyway, she sat so calmly in her cell at the shelter and I was happy to be able to help. I drove her home and slowly introduced her to my crew plus the foster boxer, Addision. things were going good and the time came to go to bed so I made her a nice bed in her crate and slid it in my room. 4 dogs and 1 in another room. HAVE I GONE INSANE?
To make a long ten or eleven days short the beagle did great when I was at home willing to let her sit at my feet but come work time she howled and howled and it just broke my heart. Besides that she was sick and already on antibiotics but didn't appear to be getting better. I was worried that my girls would get sick and sure enough, Chloe is sick. Probably kennell cough which is curable but a headache. Like bronchitis to us. they cough and cough and hack up saliva. Ok, this is WHY I don't do kids anymore. lol. I called Kelly and said that if she didn't get a home this weekend she couldn't come home with me. I couldn't deal with hearing her howl when I left and pulled up and she was giving my dogs a headache I know. Kelly agreed to take her back on Friday but said that she would likely be put down. Oh no, I thought. Put down because NO ONE WANTED HER. How could I do this? How could I be so selfish not to just deal with her a few more days or another week until next saturday when she would get a chance at a home. So, I agreed to keep her until Sat. am (yesterday) and took her to Petsmart. A family took her home for three hours but brought her back. not sure why. I was asked to come back today after church and get her which I did. I was sad for her because she is so sweet and at the same time a bit selfish because I was tired of the howling. I picked her up and those sweet brown eyes perked up when she saw me. Oh, how could I let this sweet, helpless dog be put down. SOMEONE wants her. We just have to be patient and find the RIGHT home. So we loaded up, said our goodbyes until Satuday and headed home. I got within 3-4 miles, thankfull a gas station and Bi-lo and ran out of gas. Ok, I thought. God, why me, why today? I have this extra dog still, and I am out of gas and I don't have a gas can and I just want to go home. I walked the short distance to the grocery store and bought a gallon of water, dumped it out, walked to the gas station, and back to the car. While on my way to the gas station though I got a call. Oh, I thought, that is porbably my co-worker calling me back as we had just hung up the phone a few minutes earlier. NO! It was kelly saying there was a couple interested in the sr. beagle. YEAH, a NEW HOME. I was so elated. Little girl was getting her second chance. No more cables to cut her feet, no more tireless, senseless breeding for this girl. She was going to her forever home. I almost cried as I waited for the foster mom to meet me at the gas station. I held her and said my goodbyes. Yes, I was frustrated by the howling but already attached to this little girl. Where is this going? I don't know but somehow, somewhere there is a lesson in this. I believe that. Running out of gas was definately a God thing because otherwise I would gotten all the way home and had to come all the way back out to meet the lady at Petsmart. Something good came out of something frustrating.

This whole "foster mom" thing has really been a blessing. I have met some INCREDIBLE people who TRULY have a heart for animals and it is so awesome to see. So far I have fostered three dogs and TWO have found there forever homes. Addison is still with me and is here to stay. He has touched my heart like no other male has done. LOL....but seriously he is great. Thank you God for allowing me to help save three lives. You use us in ways we might never imagine and I know that YOU have called me to this and for that I am THANKFUL.