After 26 fosters, I knew it would happen sooner or later. I learned that one of my fosters has passed away.
KC Wired 'n Wild. She was the cutest little white and brindle girl. Tiny thing with an overbite. It was December and we were waiting on the hauler to come from Florida with a load of dogs. The president of our group had recently picked up KC and I would be taking her home to foster her. She had been adopted at the track kennel when the family was in Florida on vacation. They were having trouble with her and didn't know what to do. So they contacted our group to surrender her. While any adoption is good, I so appreciate the support and advice that I get from my group.