Our canine family almost became three. Almost.
Auggie and I traveled somewhere 2 hours away to meet the little pup in that picture with us. That pup's name is Rosie, and the Moms were thinking about adopting her. They weren't sure, though. Were they ready for another dog? Would AG tolerate another canine sibling (you know, he can be very picky when it comes to dogs)? Then, they saw her. And we did, too.
Even Auggie liked her, as I think you can tell.
The Moms couldn't make up their minds, so the nice lady fostering this pup told them they could have the weekend to decide. The Moms talked about it all the way home - should they, or shouldn't they? If they add a human to their family in the next couple of years, would three dogs be too many? (I don't know what this adding a human thing is all about - we'll see). Could they take adequate care of such a very small puppy with their busy work schedules right now? Would the cats feel neglected or unhappy when they were outnumbered by dogs?
In the end, their minds were made up for them. The next day they received an email and a call from the foster lady, saying that a longtime client of hers, who has two little dogs of her own and who brings her dogs to the foster lady's business for doggie daycare, wanted the pup. And the foster lady thought the best decision, 'cause she wanted to still be able to see the pup, would be for the pup to go with the longtime client. But she still said the Moms could have her if they decided "yes."
Well, the Moms were kind of upset. They got the feeling that they needed to say "no" because it seemed the foster lady wanted it that way. And they were still "on the fence" (whatever that means!) about whether they thought "yes" was the right answer.
The Moms ended up saying, well, we are sad. But, maybe this is how things are supposed to be. They deferred to the longtime client and her two dogs. No new pup for us.
We'll miss not getting to know you, pup! We hope you have a good, happy life in a forever home.
