We have several rules about fostering. In no specific order - no new fosters during the winter months -hahahahaaaa. Only one foster at a time - snicker, snort. Fosters don't have bed privileges. Okay....that one we actually stick to. Sorta.
Ms. Sophie has found her way to the bed. She can get away with this because she's do darned cute, she's been with us over a year, and it's such huge progress for her. I believe that if a foster is in your care for over a year the original rules become null and void. It happened that way with Kobe, but then, he stayed forever. The plan still is for Sophie's forever home to find her.
In the meantime, if she wants to sleep on the bed with us, so be it. Heck, I'm just happy if she sleeps at night! Her bed skills are very gentle. She lightly bounds up, circles a couple times and softly settles in at the foot of the bed. Unlike Hank the Tank who launches himself onto the bed and drops like a 50lb sack of potato's on your side. Maybe she stays at the bottom of the bed to leave herself a quick escape route. That's okay too.
Some might think we are spoiling her with these privileges. I prefer to think we're training her for the good things in life. We want her to enjoy them.
Life with dogs. A little humor, a dash of play, a seed of faith, and of course, some dog fur.
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