Foster Dogs.

This is Bailey. 

The first of what I’m sure will be many Australian Shepherds we will foster over the coming months.  I met someone who does a lot of work for the New Spirit 4 Aussie Rescue organization.  You can read about them here.  With the high demand for relinquished or abandoned Aussies and, with the lesser amount of foster homes to transition these dogs into an adoptive home, she asked if we would be interested in fostering.  And so, Bailey came into our lives last Friday.  He is four.  And he is a character.

I like Bailey.  And he likes me.  He has been a great running buddy, herder of my family members, thief of used, wet towels,  and chaser of squirrels.  He has been a lover of my children and, on occasion, has used one of us as a recliner.

So today we say goodbye to Bailey and, although we are sad to see him go, I suspect our grief will be short lived.  A little bird told me the Australian Shepherd fairy will be visiting our home while we are at school today.  I’m glad because in the few short days Bailey has been here we’ve kinda gotten used to a giant, wet nose following us around the house.