Our adventures as a foster dog family
Our yard looks like a five-year-old was turned loose with one of those mini back-end loaders you see in public park sandboxes.
Only there are no children here, just moles.
And dogs attempting to find the moles.
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I’m pretty sure my neighbors know what kind of dogs we have squirreled away in our foster cottage.
Rufus and Bug sing lovely songs periodically that make me smile. I’m not even sure what gets them started or what they are singing about. The serenades rarely last long and sometimes happen shortly after I’ve left them, but sometimes two hours later.
Another Good Dog™ 