I'm official

Today I put up a sign on my fence County Humane Society Foster Facility, I guess that makes this whole adventure official.

The sign has only been up for a few hours when my doorbell rings. I find a somewhat nervous lady standing there. "I need to ask a stupid question" she starts out. "Do you take dogs?" She goes on to tell me about Oreo, the 7 month old border collie, blue heeler mix that they have. Oreo has too much energy and when they let him out of his kennel at the end of the day he chases the kids and bites at their heels. They were going to put him down on Saturday and she feels my sign going up was a God send.

You know on some level I knew that this happened but...what were these people thinking? You take a dog that's a mixture of two very high energy breeds, lock him up all day and then you're surprised when he's hyper when you let him out? Sure he's biting the kids ankles....duh...Blue Heeler? I tell her to bring Oreo by this evening and I'll gladly take him and find him a place that's a better fit. At this point Zeke ambles into the living room and leans against our legs when we talk. It's love at first sight with Zeke and Mrs. H. She wants to bring her husband and kids back with her tonight. I think I see a dog trade in the making!

Later that evening the whole family shows up. Mom, Dad and the two kids, along with Oreo on a knotted up rope. I put Oreo in the back yard to calm down the whole new dog meet and let them take a look at Zeke. The little boy wants to know if Zeke will lay next to him on the floor and let him pet him while he watches TV? I tell him that Zeke would absolutely love attention like that! Soon it's a done deal, Oreo stays and Zeke leaves with his new family. Wow, I've been at this 24 hours and have already made my first adoption!