The Only Healthy Fosters Ever

JANUARY 2, 2019

I have a bone to pick with apron manufacturers: the pockets are only big enough for 1 puppy!

Picked up 2 tiny kitchen helpers today. The foster dad came home and is building them a ramp because they’re too wittle to get up and down the kitchen step.

Everyone: meet brother and sister, Fudge and Divinity. As you might have guessed, we love them already.

JANUARY 4, 2019

Done with playtime this morning, lucky Fudge got to get in bed with Daniel while I showered. Now he’s belly up in my lap after having peed on his sister.

JANUARY 6, 2019

We were up at the buttcrack this morning, so we (some of us) got busted napping when Daniel got up. I think I just need one more on my head to qualify for “crazy puppy lady” status.

JANUARY 13, 2019

Verdict from the babies’ first snow.

Can you guess which pup decided the boots were, in fact, NOT the most uncomfortable part of the last 24 hours?

JANUARY 2019

Here I am getting the stink eye from Fudge. I think it would be fun to tell this story from 2 perspectives.

The babies say: “Everything was going our way. We had a great nap and then the foster dad came home and fed us lunch, loved on us, and took us outside to play. We were REALLY having fun, and then…..the foster mom came home and that’s when the day really went south. We found ourselves, once again, in that big thing where she sprays us with water and makes us, yuck, smell nice!  We fought to get out, but it was no use. Our fate was sealed. We were…in hell.

The foster mom’s perspective: I got a text from the foster dad that Fudge had played in and subsequently smelled like poop, and that he wiped him down (Fudge squealing, he’s so dramatic lol) but had to go back to work. I got home soon after and put the babies in the bath, after which they were immediately dried with a towel out of the WARMER. They then got lovins in their towels, some treats and I put a blanket in their “toy house” to snuggle in while they finished drying.  And for that, I get the stink eye.