Hi folks,
Remember the little girl I've been fostering
for a few weeks? Her leg was broken in two different places, and the previous
owners hoped it would
heal itself. Of course it didn't. The vet took in the dog and then my rescue
group took her and did a fund raiser. They raised the discounted price (!) of
$1500 to pay to fix her leg. She had four pins inserted to heal the
bones and she's had two casts since then.
Long story short, next Tuesday, hopefully
she'll get this second cast off and have only a soft one (her third).
The "back story" about her and me
is briefly - my friend was fostering her. I was at her house visiting and
admiring her
foster dogs when she asked me if I wanted to foster Emma Rose. "Heck yes"
I said through tears, as she put her in my arms. This was two days after
my deceased son's birthday, so I attach significance to that...
This little dog took control of my aching heart immediately. She helped me get
through all the "firsts" of my beloved son being
gone (birthday, Christmas, New Year's). Emma Rose made me laugh out loud and
yes,
I lavished her with hugs and kisses. With that cast on, she needed me; I needed
to
help her.
As a foster mom, my job was to care for her
while she healed, then put her up for adoption. Well, I turned into what they
call a Foster Failure. I didn't want to give up the dog. They quoted me a
discounted adoption fee of $300,
Umm. I can't afford to do that.
So I heard today that somebody donated the adoption fee so that Emma Rose could
be mine. This anonymous person was touched by the "circumstances" of our
situation and wanted
me to have Emma Rose. Nobody has ever done anything like that for
me. It leaves me speechless. How do you say thank you for something like this?
So this little cutie is now mine. I still can't believe it.
I don't know how to attach her picture.
