I’m A Failure (And Happy I Am)
It’s often hard to admit you’re a failure at something, but I’ll admit, I was a huge failure at one thing…fostering our dog.
During Covid, my daughter had to come home from college. Like everyone else in Austin, she decided that since we were at home all day that we needed to foster a dog.
She scoured the Austin Pets Alive website waiting for that perfect dog. Because everyone else wanted to foster pets, she was having trouble finding one that worked. Finally, she came to me and asked if we could foster a mom and her two puppies.
I told her “no”, and I held firm.
So instead of fostering a mom and two puppies, we ended up fostering a mom and her eight puppies. We picked them up from Austin Pets Alive a few hours after they had been rescued following a tornado in East Texas.
Fostering nine dogs was something. Mostly, it was chaos. Dogs seemed to be everywhere.
And while the puppies were adorable and cuddly, the real star of the show was the mom, Hadley.
Hadley was unbelievably sweet, and having been obviously abused at some point, she just wanted to be loved on.
So when it was time to for our foster experience to end, we were foster fails. We ended up keeping Hadley.
In the years since then, she’s become an important part of our family and my work companion.
So while we don’t like to admit that we failed at anything, we’re happy to have been foster fails.
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