Well, Tristan has been adopted and goes to his new family at 5:30 today.
I'll miss his baby-fur and wet nose and the little snuffly-noises he makes when he's sleeping. As the volunteer coordinator at the Humane Society put it, saying goodbye to a dog leaves a wound. Which, she added, "...you sew up with another dog."
So we'll see what happens next. According to the e-mail I just fowarded to Don, there are more puppies that need fostering. These puppies are currently "out there" where day-time highs are going to be -20. Can we help?
Of course we can help! How many puppies are there? I will take all them all and keep them "in here" where it's warm, and there are so many pee-stains on the carpet that a few more won't hurt.
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