I'm a sucker (and thank you Central Ohio Dog Rescue League)

Well, it's been six years since my last foster dog and my last foster dog blog,  How did I get sucked back into the wonderful, whirlwind world of foster?  Let's just say it was the mission of a not-be-named coworker of mine (cough, cough...Tamra...cough, cough).   This unnamed coworker has been trying to find me a foster that would work (mainly one that did not want to chase or eat my kitty, Kitty CrackHead) to no avail.  As a result, I became a bit trigger happy (perhaps not a good metaphor to use when talking about dog rescue, but you get the idea) and nervous about bringing a foster dog into my home.   Then, two days ago, she texted me about "Sweetie," a senior dog that had ended up at a shelter in Knox County, Ohio after her owner had died.  She was surrendered along with her doggie housemate, who quickly went to a Husky rescue, leaving Sweetie behind.

I immediately harked back to my vet school fosters, (Sylvia, Wally Katie) a handful of whom were senior dogs had been surrendered to the shelter after the death of their owners.  Imaging a senior dog living out its last days, weeks, months or even yeas in a shelter is heartbreaking and my roommates and I were lucky enough to give these senior dogs a second chance and ultimately find them a furrever home. It didn't take long for us to realize that senior dogs rock!  Therefore, this blog is dedicated to senior dogs and in particular, my old fosters - Sylvia, Wally and Katie (who are no longer with us) - and the wonderful people that opened their hearts and homes to these special dogs. 

Katie

Wally (left), Sylvia (right)