Wags and Wiggles
This page is devoted to stories of New Spirit adoptees and their human families, and we welcome updates to be featured here.
"The day I met Blooberry was the best day of my life. I drove to Columbia, MD with my mom. We walked in the foster's home and I remember hearing Blooberry barking. So Kerri, the foster mom, brought her in and she was jumping and wagging her tail at me. Blooberry brought me her favorite toy and I threw it many many many times.
She would instantly run to it and bring it right back and drop it at my feet. I was amazed at how smart she was. My mom and I took Blooberry outside for a short walk. I told my mom that I instantly fell in love. We went back into the house and I signed the adoption papers without hesitation. We packed in the car her bed and a few toys. My mom, Blooberry, and I drove home. I took Blooberry on a tour around her new home where Blooberry and I spent the entire rest of the day bonding.... Then, on Sunday, my mom, dad, and grandmother came for dinner to meet the newest addition to our family. She is truly a handful, but I would not change it for the world."
Anna adopted Panda Girl NS # 2036...and quickly named her Blooberry! Here is the story as Anna tells it...
Blooberry certainly gets special treatment...no need to worry about the sun or bright lights when taking a nap... ...and she has place of pride under the Christmas tree... She also gets to hang out on the sofa and waits patiently to go for her walks... Who could resist this cute face!
Just want to say how happy we are with our two dogs adopted from NS! We had an aussie mix named Sophie, for about 15 years. She was diagnosed with an adrenal tumor that attached itself to her heart. We were devastated but did whatever we could to give her the best life we could in spite of it. Special meds, testing every week or so and she tolerated it like a trooper.
Maggie (NS Madelyn) and Scamper (NS Jasper)
Then the days became more difficult for her and we knew it was time for her to cross the bridge. She did so in July of 2013 and we were not sure if we could ever get another dog. After a year we decided to look and we knew we wanted an aussie. So we searched and found Maggie, aka Madelyn, and adopted her in December of 2014. We immediately fell in love! She settled right in and became a member of our family.
This summer we decided to look for a younger brother for her so she would have a pal and we found Jasper, aka Scamper. He has some medical issues but we are dealing with them and he certainly does not let much stop him. We adopted him Labor Day weekend and he and Maggie are buddies and he is fitting right in as a family member we are so happy with these two and so thankful that so many people with NS helped us find good matches for us. The spirit of Sophie lives on in these guys and they bring us joy every day! Thank you everyone for what you do!
Little Mother Goose had 5 puppies and arrived in a foster home in Kentucky. The foster mom had a great time naming them…Little Bo Peep, Little Boy Blue, Little Jack Horner, Little Miss Muffet and Little Tommy Tucker. The foster mom also had a great time taking pictures and videos and posting them on the website.
From the moment I saw the picture of my Little Tommy I knew he had to come live with me. I fell in love instantly! So two weeks later my mother and I packed our bags and of course LOTS of toys and a big fluffy dog bed for our journey up to Pennsylvania. This was not only our big summer adventure but I was going to be able to get my very own puppy. Two days later I finally got to meet Tommy, and the moment I saw him he started to wag his tail and he ran right up to me. I knew right then that he was my dog. Right away my mother signed the adoption papers and he was officially mine. We went back to the hotel and waited patiently for the next morning to come...
The next day I went back to the foster home to pick him up and take him home.
On our way home we stopped by a family member’s house to meet everyone and to give him a break before we started driving again. We finally reached home where I took him on a tour of the house to check everything out. He fits right in......
......and is an amazing dog, he has already picked up on some tricks. Words cannot describe how much I love Tommy and how much he means to me!!!
He loves sleeping anywhere he can. Gosh, puppies sure do sleep a lot!
He has his favorite toy which is the colorful donut toy - which after a long day of running around the house with it, he takes a nap on it.
He truly is a blessing and a great addition to the house, and he has made a new friend so he will not miss his brothers and sisters. When I am at school…otherwise I am his best friend and he is mine too!
Thank you NS4AR for bringing Tommy into my life.
Jack was a very handsome Aussie rescued with his Mom Dixie in 2009. Jack's adopters have loved and cherished Jack for 6 wonderful years. 7 weeks ago, Jack was diagnosed with bone cancer and his family went above and beyond in their care for this condition to save Jack's life and make his remaining time on this earth as wonderful as possible. Jack was surrounded by insurmountable love during his battle with this dreaded disease and his family said goodbye to him just 7 short weeks after diagnosis. Our hearts are with the West family and they try to cope with the loss of this amazing Aussie.
I adopted Shiloh (formerly Princess Mojo NS 2194) from NS4AR just over a year ago, after having to say goodbye to my beloved dog of 17 years. I knew I wanted an Aussie but I didn't realize how lucky I would be...
Shiloh is a dream dog! Not only is she strikingly beautiful (I'm biased) but she is incredibly sweet-natured and well-behaved. She is now very comfortable and adjusted in her new home, but she is still a perfect lady with absolutely no bad habits. I'm still waiting for her to do something wrong! She loves everybody (people, dogs, all animals) but is enamored of children. Shiloh loves playing ball, hiking and running (or playing ball while hiking or running). We have had so many adventures and travels already.
Shiloh and I recently became certified as a registered therapy animal team through Pet Partners. The ASPCA and Pet Partners team were so impressed with Shiloh's gentle nature, calm demeanor and tolerance of children (even in large kindergarten classrooms). Shiloh will soon get to work in her dream job at NYU Langone Hospital's pediatrics unit as we begin volunteering in their new Animal-Assisted Therapy Program. It's a great feeling to be able to give back and to let Shiloh do a "job" that she seems made for.
I cannot thank NS4AR enough for helping me and Shiloh find each other. I am amazed every day that anyone would have given up this sweet, perfect dog!
We adopted our Lucky from the most wonderful foster parents on Christmas Eve, 2015. Stew and Karen took such good care of our boy...we knew from the moment we met him that he needed to be with our family. We had recently lost our aussie/border collie mix just before Thanksgiving!
Lucky has settled into life with our busy family. He loves waking up the kids every morning (we call it the doggie alarm clock) and hopping into the car to take them to school. He tucks them into bed each night with plenty of kisses. He is incredibly smart, too! He knows sit, stay, down, over, shake, over and around. He is a phenomenal running buddy for Julie - a marathoner who trains for at least two full and several half marathons each year - and is just a dream on the leash. Lucky adores his family. We plan to take him along on vacations whenever possible.
Lucky's best friend has to be our kitten, who happens to be the exact same age! Max is blind and diabetic. He lost his eye due to his illness before we brought Lucky home. The two have been inseparable since Christmas.
Lucky is just such a blessing to our family. We cannot thank New Spirit enough for allowing us to adopt him.
The Smith Family - Jeff, Julie, Claire, Cj, Lucky and Max
It has almost been a year since I adopted Jack (formerly Applejack) from NS4AR. I truly appreciate the involvement and efforts of everyone at New Spirit, and I am happy and excited to share an update how him and I have been since he came home with me last October.
Jack is the happiest dog I know - I cannot think of a more precious moment than those when I come home from work, and see his butt start wagging wildly as his set of radar ears pull back once he recognizes me through the window in the door. The positive energy that this dog has is contagious, and it has had a powerful impact on my life.
The first year of living with Jack has been amazing, but it definitely came with its challenges. His primary means of getting attention is to find any object that he knows he is not allowed and grab it and run around in circles in attempt to get me to chase him. I quickly realized that chasing him around just encouraged his behavior, and once I stopped, he learned that his antics don’t get him what he wants. After letting him settle in and finding the right balance of exercise & mental stimulation, he has developed into quite the relaxed and chill dog around the house. He has his crazy days, but then again, so do I!
One thing that I wasn’t fully expecting was how vibrant his personality is! His life goal is to get all people to pay all attention to him all the time, and how he attempts to do this (as frustrating as they can be on occasion) can be quite hilarious. He makes me laugh often, a fact about him that I appreciate to no end.
One of his weird quirks I love is how he gets off furniture... he doesn’t just climb or jump off normally, he steps down with his front feet and drags his belly and legs off, like he is crawling. It gets me laughing every time. He makes the goofiest faces, and sometimes forgets to put his tongue back in his mouth when he hears a noise that makes him focus. His huge ‘radar’ ears are how he signals his mood - they fill in quite dramatically for his lack of a tail.
We have a ton of fun together. I have a little two-seater convertible and he loves to hop up behind the seats and soak up all the attention that other drivers give him. We hike a ton together. At home he is content to snuggle up when I want to relax and read a book or watch a movie. I couldn’t ask for a better little companion.
Knowing that I have helped give a solid home to a formerly stray pup is wonderful, but it’s important to note that Jack has been just as helpful to me as I have been to him. He plays a daily role in keeping me sane and happy, and for that I am deeply grateful.
Excerpts from Kona's journey:
December 2015: Carly from SPCA Erie County, Buffalo, NY reaches out to NS4AR for help with Kona. Owner turn in, not well socialized; very nervous around other dogs. "Given her fearful behavior here - we are considering if a rescue group that could take her into a foster home and give her individual attention would be best for her."
January 2016: NS4AR veteran fosters Madelyn and Ed take Kona in. "I thought this was going to be an absolute nightmare when I first saw her reaction to my dogs. But they have been SO good. They are very calm around her; it seems as if they are trying to teach her how to behave." Kona gets posted on the NS4AR website.
February 2016: Brenda and Bob from Margate, NJ meet Kona with their blue merle, Dakota. Madelyn's comment, "Brenda and Bob are just lovely. Keep all fingers and paws crossed for her. But I think she's home at last!" Carly's reply, "I can't thank you enough for letting me know that sweet Kona was adopted by lovely people. It's so unbelievably wonderful that you guys stepped in for her and found her this permanent home! It means so much to me. :)"
August 2016: Brenda & Bob's update, "Kona is doing well - she clearly knows we are her forever people. She and Dakota are getting along well. All in all - she is still not 100% but we think she has adjusted well and has made great strides. She is light years better than she was when she first came, and is very responsive to commands."
November 2016: Brenda & Bob's update, " We are constantly amazed at how far she has come. She and Dakota are really acting like siblings now...it is cute to see!" Carly, "It is so wonderful for us to see how far this girl has come! We are so grateful for all the work that you guys have put into her! She is such a good girl, and was definitely in need of your family! The success stories mean so much to me, thank you for sharing!"
By Jim and Bridget
We adopted our first two Aussie mixes, Arthur and Zoe, from the Pasadena Humane Society in 2001. They were our soul mates and as you can imagine, when we lost Arthur to old age (18) and Zoe to lymphoma (13), we were empty. Our friend, Melinda, told us about NS4AR, when she knew we were interested in adopting again. We adopted Frankie from NS4AR in October of 2013. Frankie came to us with fear issues and LOVED anything covered in fur, so we decided to adopt a second dog to assist him through his “process”.
Cindy, a NS4AR foster mom and a friend of Melinda’s, had a foster dog named Pepper during the time we were thinking of adopting again. We brought Frankie down to the Portsmouth dog park to meet Pepper. While Frankie was getting all the dogs pumped to chase him around the park and party, Pepper sat with Cindy and stared at her. We think Pepper knew that there was a chance he would be leaving Cindy that day. Pepper’s loyalty and focus was evident.
We adopted Pepper in April 2014 and became a two dog family again. Pepper was definitely the most intense dog we have ever had and we noticed early on that he needed a job. Pepper explored sheep-herding with much success, but the weekly expense took a toll on his parents. Then we heard about agility and found the most wonderful trainer and person, Diane. Diane is not only an agility trainer, club president, and participant; but also an ER nurse (that works the graveyard shift) and a farmer! Don’t ask, we do not know how she does it.
At first, Pepper, mom and new foster human baby brother, Myles, went to the barn for lessons with Diane. Pepper did quite well and definitely enjoyed himself. I told Diane that I would like Jim to run Pepper, because I knew they had a special connection.
Soon after Jim and Pepper had their first agility trial. They qualified and placed 1st on their first day. We did not really know what this all meant until they started to receive compliments. After four trials, Pepper and Jim received their Level 1 Title. We call Pepper “the Mozart of Agility”….hehehe. Pepper was born this way and he does what he does, he is amazing!
On a side note, Frankie and Bridget enjoy agility at a more recreational level and Frankie loves it! Agility has helped Frankie with his confidence and obedience. As a family, we love what agility has to offer to all of us, canine and human.
Many thanks to Melinda, Cindy and NS4AR for our two fabulous dogs, Frankie and Pepper. We will keep you updated as Pepper and Jim compete and enjoy what agility has to offer.
Pepper and Jim continue to sharpen their skills.
What a terrific life these two dogs have! What joy they both bring to their family…and what joy the family brings into the two of them...Thanks to everyone along the way…the foster homes, the transporters, the vets and vet techs and New Spirit…We look forward to future updates !
Kelsey and Moose's Adoption Journey
About a year ago, I adopted Moose by accident. I was looking to adopt a second dog, yes. But I was looking at a different dog, when I got a call that said, "We just got a new dog into our rescue, and we think he'll be a good fit for you." Great, I'm sure they know best.
Let me preface this by saying that I had exactly no experience with rescue at this point. I got Tuna from a breeder. My parents rescued a puppy before I was born, but by the time I remembered her, she was a great family dog. I had no idea the work that goes into training and healing and loving a damaged dog. Basically, I had no idea what I was getting myself into. Spoiler alert: a lot of frustration but even more accomplishments/reward/love/etc.
So, a year ago, I went to pick Moose up, and immediately he's like "hmm...nope" and pancakes on the ground. The foster had to carry him to the car. Apparently he HATES the car. Well, that's okay, I thought. I'm a pretty strong person physically, so I think I can carry a 45 pound dog to the car. Plot twist, Moose becomes a wet noodle when you pick him up, so you have to be quick about it. Well, that's okay I'll figure it out. At least he doesn't throw up in the car. That would be the worst case scenario. Turns out, the worst case scenario happens a week later when Moose jumps out of the car window as soon as you park and runs into the woods of North Carolina. The worst case scenario is diving on the ground for his leash after 20 minutes of inching closer and closer to him, knowing full well if you miss the leash, you will never see this dog again.
Back to adoption day. We're finally at his new home, and I can tell he's not thrilled. Is it true that rescued dogs know when they've been adopted? We didn't have that ~moment~ that you see so often on social media. That moment when the dog goes flying down the hallway of the pound or wiggles uncontrollably around their new owner, who is proudly smiling or laughing or shedding a happy tear. We didn't have that. We had the opposite: a quiet, begrudging acceptance of new circumstances on his part and a reserved excitement on my part. I don't think he came within three feet of me for the first week.
About a month later, we traveled to Massachusetts for a funeral and to be with family. He did exceptionally well with my mom and my sister, but was wary of my dad. However, being that my dad was definitely a dog in a past life, he was able to get Moose to trust him a little bit. But the moment he saw my brother, my sweet and gentle Moose growled loudly and tried to crawl under the couch. Every time my brother passed, he growled or barked. It just about crushed my brother, but it was a trend I started to notice.
Moose never forgets anything. To this day, he remembers exactly which framed photo slipped off the dresser and scared him about six months ago, and he gives it a glance every time he walks by it. So it was no surprise to me that he can differentiate between men in their 20's (my brothers age) and all others. By the way he cowers and becomes generally fearful, we think a man in his 20's definitely abused my poor dog. And that just about crushed me. Look at his face. How could someone do that to him? When I realized that, my whole relationship with Moose changed.
I used to think that Moose was a difficult dog. He had all these problems--scared of men, hates the leash, really hates the car, skittish--but I couldn't figure out why. I'm ashamed to say it, but I thought about giving him back almost every day for that first month. I didn't think I was able to fix him. I still get emotional every time I think about it. Once we put the pieces together, I realized that it wasn't my job to "fix" him; it's my job to love him enough to let him fix himself. It's my job to not give up on him, like every person had in the past.
Thankfully, slowly, very slowly, Moose came out of his shell. He still is to this day. He's best friends with my dad and is doing better on the leash every day. After months of hesitation, he goes up to my brother now for pets and kisses. And he makes us all laugh every day. I'm so glad I didn't give up on him, and I'm proud of that fact because if I had given up, I would have missed out on this absolute angel of a dog.
I can't believe it's been almost a year already. Moosey, I love you with all my heart, and I promise that you will have love, happiness, a full belly and a brother to wrestle with for the rest of your days.
Tucker and the Shoemaker Family
I have been wanting a dog forever and for me it can only be an Aussie or a Sheltie. I grew up with them and just have an absolute love for the breed. After a particularly bad experience with a breeder, my husband insisted that we get a rescue dog. All of his pets have been rescue dogs and they have been wonderful - so I agreed and set out to find an Aussie Rescue. I went through group after group looking for the right pup for us, but almost always I was second in line to get the dog we were interested in. After about 6 months of doing this, I connected with NS4AR. I'd actually tried to connect with them from the very beginning, but for some reason, we never made it work. On a particular night in October 2017, I was finally able to connect with an NS4AR representative in order to go through the vetting process. After completing that, she told me to look in the "coming attractions" section of the website to find a dog we wanted. While we were still on the phone, I did this and saw "Old Dan Tucker" who's owner had passed away. He was a mini-aussie and he just seemed to be the right fit for us. You can't imagine my delight when the representative said that at that moment, he was considered ours and no other person would be able to adopt him until we decided officially one way or the other.
After that, the representative connected me with the foster mom, Karen Johnson. She and I talked on the phone and then started exchanging emails. She was incredibly detailed in how Tucker was progressing after his shock of losing his person and going through this traumatic time in his life. She was kind and wonderful and really thoughtful in her responses. After a few weeks of updates, she started sending pictures. At this point I knew that Tucker was the right dog for us. So, once we got cleared to adopt him on Friday, November 3, 2017 - which was 2 days before my own birthday - i grabbed my husband straight from work that Friday and we drove from Burke, VA to Pennsylvania (I'm not exactly sure where, but it was at least a 3 hour drive...) in heavy traffic to get him. We wanted to make sure he'd like us as much as we liked him. Turns out - he did like us and we've been a family ever since!
I cannot begin to tell you how much I LOVE this dog! Tucker was 8 years old when we adopted him, but he still looks like a puppy and is just the perfect dog - relaxed and low-key inside and fun and energetic outside. He did take a little time to adjust to his new surroundings but he has made it clear that I am his person (much to my husband's disappointment). Still, he's just such a good dog. Always my shadow, he keeps me in constant company no matter where I am. He's learned to play with other dogs, loves playing in the snow and is amazing on the lead. Oh - and he's SO handsome! He gets complements wherever we go and was even in your calendar this year!
I should tell you that last December I got an email from Karen Johnson - Tucker's foster mom. She just wanted to check-up on how Tucker was doing one year in. I can't begin to tell you how awesome that was for us. I recommend NS4AR to anyone looking for a dog because of how wonderful everyone is with their dogs.
Read about how Rosie found her unlikely happy ending with Allison and family in Chattanooga, TN
When I contacted NS4AR last summer, our family was in mourning. A few weeks earlier, we'd lost our beautiful, incredibly smart female red merle, Louie, to cancer. She was only six years old. I felt disloyal looking for another dog so soon, and I knew that we could never replace Louie. But I had to do something. Our weird little Aussie-potato mix, Ollie, was refusing to eat or even come out from under the kitchen table. He was clearly grieving, as was my husband, who couldn't talk about Louie without welling up. Louie had pretty much run the household, and after she died, her powerful presence became a powerful absence.
I'd found another beautiful female red merle on the NS4AR website, and after reading about her strong personality, I knew she was the right dog for us. I filled out an application, went through phone interviews, gave references, and was told our family passed all the screenings with flying colors. There was only one problem: An equally qualified family wanted to adopt the same dog, and they could give her more room to run than we could with our postage-stamp yard in Chattanooga. It was suggested that we adopt another spirited female, Rosie, who was smaller and would need less room.
I'll be honest—I was heartbroken. The whole family was. We studied pictures of Rosie, who didn't have the gorgeous coloring Aussies are known for. (With her large, erect ears and black and tan markings, she actually reminded me of a very delicately built German shepherd.) We also knew that we were being superficial. (You tend to bask in vicarious glory when you take your dog for a walk and regularly hear "Beautiful dog!")
So, we drove down to Atlanta to get Rosie, who—suffice it to say—has personality that does not translate in photos. She's ridiculously cute. She has tan eyebrows that make her look a little apologetic, and like several members of our family, she has freckles on her legs.
Within a week of Rosie joining the family, Ollie was back to his old self, relieved to have an alpha female to boss him around. My husband immediately broke his longstanding rule about no dogs on the couch. I have allowed him to believe that Rosie likes him best. I'll admit, she goes along with it pretty well.
Having adopted many rescues, I can also say that Rosie is the only one we've ever had with zero emotional baggage. She has no behavioral issues. She's happy 24/7. She loves everyone. We walk her downtown every day, and while we don't hear "Beautiful dog!" quite so often, we hear "Awwwwww!" all the time because she makes eye contact with every person we pass, hoping for a pat or a belly rub. It usually works.
Also, our postage-stamp yard is perfect for Rosie because her exercise is primarily vertical. She can chew a plastic Frisbee into a ninja death star in five minutes, so we bought some small Kong discs made of rubber. They're indestructible, and she carries one in her mouth all day long, on the off chance that someone's up for a game. That usually works too.
So this is a story with a sad beginning and a happy ending—for Rosie and for us. We are very grateful.
Read about how Karen + Kevin gave a loving adoptive home to their fosters, Riversong and Bitty B
Riversong came into our home due to a breeder seizure, shortly before Thanksgiving 2017. When I picked her to foster I was shocked to see a bluish /gray eye that was too large for her eyelid to close over and as we found out later very painful and no viable sight. This was not her only health concern, she had a low body weight and a UTI, she came down with a cough in less than 72 hours. We made an appointment for the only close Ophthalmologist near us. The Dr. was furious at the condition of both eyes but that left eye was barely viable and would have to be removed. We were hustled over quickly to the emergency vet for blood work and x-rays to determine what was going on with her lungs. Pneumonia. We had to take her to our vet as we had just had her a few days and were to get her on a super strong antibiotic to clear up. Because she was a seizure she had been fully vetted and spayed , but due to her neglect it took a month and more blood work in order to clear.
Riversong was barely with us, coaxing her to eat , loving on her and speaking softly and finally she emerged as a loving dog . She has her quirks, but was finally able to have that much needed painful eye removed. We had been giving her eye drops since seeing the ophthalmologist and the little dog stood ever so patiently awaiting what must have been relief to having an eye with Glaucoma, a lens that had already had moved, and a cataract. (Glaucoma is manageable with treatment) . She endured headaches and pain a long time from the pressures that go up within the eye. The other eye would need surgery too as it had a loose lens and a cataract and continued drops.
By Spring we had a happy little girl waiting to be adopted. We had interest, but because of her limited vision and the eventual need for surgery, she would need the right adopter. We found a semi retired couple who we thought was just right. Our own vet, family and friends thought we should adopt her, but we had our own dog who was 16 ish and on her own barrage of medicine. My husband and I had agreed we would only foster from here on.
We adopted out River and shortly after we had to let our own girl go. We had no foster in the house and were used to a full house and the silence was unbearable. I reached out to Laura who I had met to get River, and was my mentor when we started with New Spirit. She reached out to Pam and she had a foster that was also a breeder that was 12, that she thought would appreciate a quieter household. Bitty B was from a breeder who took very good care of her, but was downsizing, and Bitty immediately adopted "me".
River's adopters' dog decided River had overstayed her welcome (they had been introduced and no fights ever took place), and tearfully her adopters returned her (they loved her). When we went to bring her back to our home we were sitting in the adopters' living room (we truly liked them), River realized we were there and came over and started (what I call "schnizzerling ") I made that word up! She rocked her head back and forth and rubbed her chin on me soliciting for attention. The adopters even said how happy she was and we took her home after tears. River's relief at returning was unmistakable.
Bitty B. was welcoming to River right off the bat. She has continued to be so for the past year. My husband came to me a week later on a Saturday morning (before my morning coffee) and said "we are adopting the girls". We filled in the adoption paperwork and I emailed and let everyone know. Bitty B. treats River as a puppy and is aware of her limitations (both visual and skills/quirks).
Last year shortly after adopting both girls, I had set up Bitty's "get to know wellness vet check" and a week before I was rubbing her tum and made a horrible discovery, two hard tumors. My heart sank. I called the vet immediately and when we went in, the vet tech agreed. We scheduled surgery and when he got in there there were "A LOT" of small tumors, deep into the pectoral muscles. Thankfully they had not spread to the lymph nodes. She is 13 1/2 now, doing fine, and we love her. She mostly loves me - it is all about "Mama Mama Mama". She is protective of me and slow to warm up to people.
River had surgery on her remaining eye on June 4th. She is home and, after two separate pr-eye tests, we learned that the lens had deteriorated, a cataract had formed, and that they could remove the lens but not replace it. She has sight and many eye drops at this point. We have two follow-ups a week, and this will be our schedule for at least a month.
We are very happy with our two girls and all of their quirks. Everyone was right, both girls are where they should be and everyone in New Spirit has been wonderful. The dogs too, from our first foster, through to these little girls. Hopefully, we will be fostering again by the fall at the latest. (I forgot to mention Bitty doesn't like to share "Mama".)
Karen & Kevin