For the first time in years we are empty nesters...again. Sorta. No, we didn't have any children leave the nest, but we did have our foster dog Addy get adopted.
Here is the deal, she was with us for almost a year. This has happened before. With Kobe, with Sophie, with Mr. Hanky...and Addy. Usually if they are here over a year I figure they were meant to stay. But, sometimes, life has other plans and in swoops the perfect adopter. You gotta love that.
In the past 28 months we've had Layla, Snowflake, Jesse, Chukar, Wallace, Addy, and Buck come through our revolving foster door. What might you deduct from this. 1) We're nuts. 2) We have trouble saying no. 3) Our house is a zoo. 4) We've crossed over to the crazy dog people side. Gonna have to plead the 5th on these comments.
So naturally, right now the house is very quiet. Only two dogs in residence. Mr. Mick, who started this whole process off when I adopted him all those years ago, and Layla our most recent foster failure. Even that happened over a year ago.
Two dogs is quiet, easy, and feels very much like an empty nest. Maybe it's just these two that feel that way. The last two fosters, Addy and Wallace were anything but quiet. But they helped us appreciate this state of emptiness. Naturally we are thrilled for Addy, for Wallace, for us. For the peace and quiet. Ahhhhhhh......
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