I do not understand how I ended up on both mailing lists.
My foster puppy Peanut is going on a home visit/trial tomorrow with a potential adopter. The future pet parent, with whom I’ve been exchanging lots of texts this week about dog care, training, separation anxiety issues, nutrition, and the like, sent me this text tonight:
That’s exactly what I want to hear.
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It’s the last weekend of the State Fair of Texas, and little Wednesday – a pitbull mix pup of about a year old that B. found at the train station one day – spent most of today hanging out at the DFW Rescue Me adoption booth behind the Chevy building.
I never knew how much love I could give to anyone, let alone a dog I only met a few months ago. But Wednesday has that way of stealing your heart and never letting go.