Bridie, my current foster, is perfect! We estimate she's roughly a year old, certainly no older, she's spotless in the house, good with other dogs, generally good on the lead, polite, learns quickly and would make someone a perfect companion.
The rescue had a home in mind for her and I had a good chat with her potential new family last night. This morning they have decided that she is not the dog for them. Why? She's the wrong colour. Words fail me.
I must also aplogise to all those whose blogs I usually frequent and comment on...life's been a little manic and I will catch up with you all soon I promise.
HOW TO BE OKAY WHEN NOTHING IS OKAY
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Y’all. This should be a fancy-ass, glossy post where I breezily tell you
about something I’m so excited about and I should be wearing a suit while
talking ...
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