Bonny, the fosters I have dealt with are most concerned about finding th best parent for the pet and won't mind a trial. I hope Pork Chop is the one for you.

Pffft. (This isn't a hairpat. This is a reality check. You, sir, are not a wuss).

But he also has xcllent hair, so I would go for the hairpat too. I hope today is better, omnis.

More later, but not on a good typing thing.

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But he also has xcllent hair, so I would go for the hairpat too

Humm. Good to know.

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bonny, the rescue org not only let me take Frankie for a weeklong trial, they lent me a leash, harness, and crate to do so. It's a completely reasonable request and any foster who truly cares about the animal would not only agree, but encourage it.

Nora, fingers crossed for y'all!

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::blush::

seems insomnia is starting to wear off. heading to bed.

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There, my day is done: [link]

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Ha! That's fun, Shir.

Tenant~ma, Nora.

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bonny, potential dog is adorbs.

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So, the thing where I drink coffee in order not to be tired and get even more tired?

Not funny, body.

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My position was, "how the hell do you ever find anything," and his position of course was, "whatever drawer I open has everything I need."

This definitely makes me feel better about my own drawer organization. I don't match or fold my socks. I buy all the same kind - ankle socks with ribbing at the ankles. There are some that are all white and some that have the grey toes and heels. I try to grab out the same kind when I'm getting dressed, but if I'm going to have my shoes on in the outside world, it's only the cats and Daniel who would ever see the mismatch. Can you tell I work at a job where jeans and a t-shirt are standard dress? The only reason I fold my undies is because there would not be room enough for both them and the socks.

But it makes me happy, in an odd way, to know that even if I can't afford it, I would be welcome with open arms at any time to actually do it.

I love thinking about that, too. Also love the idea that if I ever take the notion to move to another part of the country, I probably already have friends there.

Ideally, I'd like to bring him home for the weekend with the caveat that I would take him back if things didn't work out. I assume I'd have to pay the adoption fee upfront, but I'd love to know that I'd get it back if I took him back.

I hate to be all dodgy, but this is a huge commitment and I need to know that my lifestyle will work for the dog. The last potential would have been miserable here.

One would hope that the foster people would be happy to negotiate about that because it will make the best possible decision for the dog more likely. If they have a lick of sense, they would be more afraid of a bad permanent placement - because the dog may end up getting rehomed yet again, or if the bond between the dog and his human is not a close one communication can be tricky (I'm thinking of someone missing subtle signs of illness because they just don't really "get" the dog). Now that I've had a chance to read the whole thread, I almost feel like I'm beating a dead horse. But please know that I'm waving my pom-poms like mad for you to get settled with the best possible match. When I lost Pachisi, my heart died. Then Harvey was born, and it took a long time for me to have enough to love him wholeheartedly, but he seems to think the wait was worth it. May your next dog bond with you in a very special way, different from the bond you between you and Bartleby.

Fingers crossed that a) she is actually a nice quiet lady and b) she signs the lease, if so.

Tenant~ma for you, Nora.

Now, go and take comfort in Fluffy or something.

Dunno why that seems so hilarious to me right now. huh. Sleep deprivation, maybe? Anyway, omnis, I hope today is a better day.

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What Andi said. Any reputable group will welcome a foster-to-adopt or similar arrangement, especially if it involves the dog going to an environment that is not the same as his current foster. I'm sure they won't have an issue.

It's just so BIG. I know that I'll never feel the same again. Bartleby took that huge chunk of my heart with him...and I'm okay with that. But I do make a comMITment when I commit.

Oh man, this. When I first got Darby, I think my biggest concern was that I wasn't going to be able to properly separate, to judge her on her own merits. (Not helped by the fact that Darby is practically a Mini-Me of Lu.)

It kind of blows my mind how utterly, fundamentally different Lucy and Darby are, and how different my relationship is. And I adore her in a totally dissimilar way, but not one that can be boiled down to better/worse more/less.

(Craig, on the other hand, my friend's boxer/basset, is Lucy reincarnated. We're dog sitting next month and I'm a little askeered. I'm not used to that crazy energetic dog life anymore! Darby's just so chill.)

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