Johnnie’s visit was the last to come about for that exciting Saturday of foster reunions. I knew we’d be in the area for Zee/Medivka’s visit so I cautiously asked Johnnie’s new family if they would be up for a get together. I hate feeling like I am pressuring my adopters to hang out, so I braced myself for them to say they weren’t around or even that they weren’t interested (which would have been fine!). To my delight they said they’d be happy to have us come by to see her. I could not contain my excitement!
Unfortunately I made it so that I could not share my excitement with the one other person who I knew would appreciate it like I would: foster dad. I decided to make our visit to Johnnie a surprise for Mark. After we left Medivka’s house, I told him we had one more stop. He was confused, but then so excited once I told him our final destination. That is when the butterflies set in… we were really going to see our little Johnnie again!
Her owner came out to meet us (love her) and brought us up to their condo. She opened the door and there was Johnnie, wiggly as ever! I think we both melted to the floor in a flurry of dog tail, human smiles and bouncy paws. Everything felt familiar: her bouncy greeting, her soft, spotted belly, that spot on her forehead between her eyes that I think I’ve kissed a million times. She kept ping-ponging between me and Mark, settling briefly in our laps before joyously running over to the other, sometimes even stopping at her people as if to say, “My old friends are here!”
I soaked up her Johnnie-ness as we caught up with her owners. They gushed about her and told us how they have adjusted their lives to help her be the best dog she can be. They have play dates with friends’ dogs, they have taken her to training classes, and when they went on a 10-day vacation they found a boarding place that set up a playgroup for her with a few suitable dog friends. Her mom even takes her to work sometimes! They love her. It’s perfect. She’s perfect.
This visit really (really) made me miss her again, but it also reminded me how lucky we were to have found this family to adopt her. They certainly love her like we love her; how we would love her if she had become our own. Seeing that in person is so comforting. Since she can’t be ours, we couldn’t be more thrilled about where she ended up. So good to see you, Miss Cash!