my very first foster dog, she was awesome and now that i understand working dogs a little more and different drives i think she would have been outstanding as a sport dog, no nervousness and she would do anything for a ball or stick lol even climb a ladder to the roof as we discovered when i accidently roofed her fave ball, she went to a farm! and spends her days rolling in mud and hanging out with horses. She would also snuggle up beside me and sleep for a solid 8 hours drooling on my pillow.
The one getting a special kiss on the head from his foster daddy was my second, Rocky. He was pretty sickly when we got him and spent a few sleepless nights in emergency with him, He went to a single mom, she is a wonderful friend and a wonderful paramedic
rocks lives the life mostly asleep on the sofa lol
The third is my very very special guy Robin aka bobbins, it still breaks my heart to think about him
i had such a special bond with him, when we got him he had atrophy in his legs from living in a crate and i would spend 1 hour a night in the basement massaging his back legs because he loved it and it helped him after his runs. He is in a great home with wonderful people, the pic of me holding him was the night before he went to his forever family, i cried the whole way there and the whole way home and as crazy as it sounds i still burst into tears thinking about my little dude, such a silly good hearted boy.
The last pic is of my foster fail Tyson supermanning himself over the fence to geta far better stick then what we had to offer. I cant explain why i failed with him, i had my heart broken by robin leaving and when i got him i just could not bare the thought of saying goodbye to another one. Plus, it didnt hurt that he was so handsome and smart and it was love at fist sight.
Oh and offcourse the other 2
my adopted shiggs and the original first dog sexy dexy the border collie