What I’ve missed

It’s very refreshing to take a break from fostering, please do not get me wrong.  If you foster, and even if you’re the type that cries your little eyes our when the fosters are adopted (I’m not one of those but I know a few… you know who you are, JW!), you can’t deny that getting back to your unit/pack/family is nice.  For us, after a foster was adopted, we went back to me, Brian and Knox.  Our unit.  Our family.  Just so refreshing.

photo credit: Taylor Smith: http://www.fieldsofgreenphoto.com

Now we don’t have a Knox.  ‘Us’ is Brian and I.  Don’t get me wrong here either, I love ‘us’.  But since February, it’s been weird when we don’t have a foster (or if I’m not dog-sitting) because I miss so many things.  I miss going to B-More dog Pits on Parade with my dog.  I miss going for my morning stroll around federal hill park and chatting with all the regular morning friends.  I miss long afternoon walks – the only time of the day I’m actually ‘unplugged’ for any length of time.  I miss walking to the hardware store just to pick up soap (and get a doggie treat) because dogs are so welcomed.

It’s amazing how empty life is without a dog!  Though we have yet to find our next One, I’m so thankful that I’ve been blessed with some excellent canine company in pibble form these last few months.

Despite the commitment and responsibility, I have to say, I absolutely agree that a house is not a home without a dog.  And lucky for us, Lovebug is back 🙂  And I’m thrilled to be making kongs at night, giving out belly rubs after work, and getting up 30 minutes earlier for a morning stroll (or jog) around the harbor.

Hellooooooo snotty Lovebug! (Yes, she’s still super snotty and headed back to the vet this week!)