Somewhere Out There .... that's always the song I think of when a foster leaves that I have particularly loved. Saying good bye to Mackie was tough ... tougher than I thought it would be. I try to explain to myself why some foster's adoptions cause a torrent of tears. Linda, in our group, said it best today when she said "Mackie's just special."
She has a boy doxie to boss a whole bunch of people to love her - I think her life will be wonderful and she'll forget me probably before my tears even dry. And I have shed a lot of tears about Mackie today. JTK has even asked me a couple of times if I'm ok and willingly gave me a hug - what a good kid he is.
I haven't cried this hard about a foster in a long, long time and there's no way around it - it really sucks. I've been thinking about it and I realized that I had intentionally changed the "type" of foster I had been choosing. More often than not, I've been choosing fosters I thought would get adopted quickly because the longer I have them, the sadder I am to see them go.
Mackie was with us for 5 months - shit that's close to 3.5 years in a dogs life no wonder I'm sad.
Happy life to Mackie and her new family - she deserves the best life and love has to offer her.
Wednesday, February 22, 2012
Just the other day JTK told me that maybe we should think about keeping Mackie because of how attached I've become to her and she to me. The truth is, I simply do not have room for one more dog to keep as a perma. I am completely at my limit - you have to start saying no sometime as a foster Mom. :) And I've said no a lot - I have to. It's only when I start reach the 6 month point of having a foster that I have a little harder time with it. I know it's the right decision, though, because I saw about 15-20 pictures of dogs today that need a foster home. And we all know that isn't even the tip of the iceberg. If Mackie finds a home, then I have room in my home for another foster.
We got some amazing news about Mackie about a month ago. Our group has some extra funds and we had a number of XRays done on her to see why she has her crazy little walk. It turns out our little girl was born with a BUNCH of crazy bones. Her back legs are bowed, her knee sockets aren't quite aligned correctly, she has bowed ribs and she literally has a crooked spot in her spine. All of these things contribute to why she walks very unconventionally. Like any other dachshund, she does have a chance for disc issues and arthritis. But for now, she's perfectly fine. She's not in any pain and is she ever mobile! Once again, these imperfections of such a sweet girl make her just ideal in my eyes.
And of the best things about Mackie is such a little clown Every night around 9:00 she decides she needs to race around the house and gather as many toys as she possibly can. Even better, if Cooper the big schnoodle of the house is in her way then she can bully him and scare the crap out of him. I literally almost peed my pants last night watching her chase Cooper around the house. Here's a picture of him cuddling up to him, so you know she really loves him. And he tolerates her like a naughty little sister.
Everyone say a little prayer for Mackie that she finds a home this weekend and pray for me to have the insight to find the best home for her and the knowledge that saying goodbye is the only option.
I tried to get a good picture of Mackie's Mohawk because she definitely has a mohawk ... that's because this little girl is a rebel and unstoppable!! In fact she's on the floor having a fit right now because I won't pick her up ... but every time I do she stomps on the laptop keyboard and ruins my blog. :)