I stopped fostering dogs during the weeks that Kathy was sick and dying. When I emerged, Charlotte needed a longer-term foster home, so I invited her back. She was among a double-digit quantity of abused or neglected purebred border collies that were rescued from a Central Valley pig farm. She couldn’t have been sweeter to me, but with each passing day she became increasingly suspicious of anyone who came to our house. I hear that’s […]
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Pup 5: Charlotte
February 15 Two hours after dropping off Toots I returned to the pet rescue place with an armload of dog supplies I’d borrowed. While there I learned that Charlotte needed a home for one night, so here she is by my feet. She’s a beautiful border collie who, when not blasting around after a ball, is happy lying near a human companion. However, when I left for an hour this evening she seemed less than […]
Read morePup 4: Toots
January 19, 2006 When I woke up today I never expected I’d have a dog three hours later, but c’est la vie (or sessed la veee according to a certain person who will remain unidentified). En route to lunch I dropped by the animal rescue place, and before I could stop my mouth it volunteered me to foster a pup. I scanned the crates looking for possibilities in the big-dog range. “What about that one?” […]
Read morePup 3: Butch
January 2006 I stopped by the adoption store one day last week just to say hi, and I left with Butch. A volunteer had asked me to hang on to him for a minute while she took care of another task, and then another volunteer started begging me to foster him for the night. Butch was skinny and scared and decorated with pink spots whose source turned out to be a puncture wound in his […]
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