I suspect saying goodbye is always harder than saying hello. May not always be the case, but I'm guessing so. For Reno, it's always a guess for him in wondering how long we will remain empty nester's in the fostering business. I'm always ready to say hello before he is, but it never takes him long to catch up.
Not long ago we said goodbye to Jessie. Soon we'll be saying hello to Buck. Funny thing is this will be our second go around of hello/goodbye with Buck. We had the privilege of fostering him two years ago when he was just a puppy. He's coming back into rescue and while we won't be actively fostering him, we will be a way station on his journey to a foster home.
There are mixed feelings involved. We're delighted to see him, but sad life issues force him to come back. We grieve with the family who is giving him up, and pray for a family to be blessed with a new furry friend. In between those places we nurture and care for him.
Hello and goodbye, in many ways shapes and forms. It's part of life, part of loving.
Life with dogs. A little humor, a dash of play, a seed of faith, and of course, some dog fur.
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