A Trifecta of Former Foster Reunions

Sometimes the stars align just right to bring you a day you’ll never forget. That happened to me this past Saturday.

Somehow amidst the chaos of my working-two-jobs-and-still-trying-to-salvage-what’s-left-of-my-social-life schedule, three events found themselves in my calendar on one single day. Those three events were reunions with three of my former foster dogs.

Yes, three former fosters. Zabora, Baxter and Johnnie Cash. All in the flesh. It was, to put it simply, a perfect day.

I haven’t seen Zabora (now Medivka) in two years. I haven’t seen Baxter since his latest scary surgery. I haven’t seen almost foster failure Johnnie girl since the week she got adopted. Each of these reunions were sweet for their own reason, and I’ll write about them individually in the next few posts. For now, here is a reminder of the sweet faces I got to hang out with:

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I am one happy foster mama :-).