I am doing it through the Humane Society of Utah in Murray. They like to foster out the dogs sick with kennel cough, or who are depressed and need some love, or who are recovering from surgery and that.
My first guy was this adorable Australian Shepherd mix - His name is Buddy. He was about 2 or three years old but was just a HUGE puppy. Just a ginormus puppy at heart. He played like a puppy and acted like a puppy and oh man he was adorable and just slayed my with those eyebrows. AAHHHHH
These first ones are
on the way home from the humane society the first day. He was a little scraggly and his nosey was all yuck from the kennel cough.
Here he is meeting the bird, Tinkerbell. He was OBSESSED with her. He would sit like that for hours just staring at her.
He loved it under the deck. GAH HE IS SO CUTE
He is such a beautiful animal.
He's great for some lazy cuddles.
I was (only mostly) obsessed with this animal. He was so great. He was so stubborn and got into some trouble (trying to eat the mouse, Winston) *cough, cough*. But he had a great heart. He tried to be obedient but he was so stubborn it didn't fly sometimes.
Also, he ran away. A lot. Any chance he got. And it wasn't a sauntering, exploring, meandering down the street kind of a run away. It was bat-outta-hell run away. It was terrible. We had to mobilize troops on foot and in vehicles within seconds or he was gone. We chased him quite a ways a few times. The morning he was adopted, he got out and took off like there was no tomorrow (and there was no tomorrow...not with us at least....) but we got him back and had to bathe him cause he was so filthy from the scrub oak and shrubbery he ran through to escape. STUPID ANIMAL. UGH WHAT AN IDIOT. But we love him dearly and hope he loves his new home.
We are now on our second dog, Blue:
Her story will come up shortly. Check back!
