I wish I would have known to buy more paper towels than expected.
And more toys.
And more blankets.
I wish I would have known how Mark and I’s conversations would shift.
Late nights snuggled in bed have morphed to cheering on puppies who are slowly figuring out house-training.
“They both peed!” Mark exclaims now.
My reply is always. “Yay! Go puppies!”
I wish I would have known to buy baby gates first.
A life with couch potatoes made me forget how agile and fast a little terrier can be and how slow we are.
I wish I would have known to take a little break between puppy groups.
You always need time to be thankful for your house-trained, crate-trained dogs who are so kind to your fosters.
Plus, you know, sleep.
I wish I would have known how hard it would be to say goodbye to some of them.
“Maybe his adoption will fall through.” Mark whispered to me, as I cuddled one of our puppies.
I wish I would have known the absolute joy of seeing the same dog in a wonderful, loving home.
“Thank you for our best friend.”
If I knew then what I know now, I wouldn’t have hesitated. It’s such a joy to care for and save another life. If you’re thinking about fostering, try it.