Rocket is the lastest foster dog here. She arrived about a week ago, clinging to the rescue lady who had fostered her for the preceding couple of weeks. She hesitantly came to me in the minutes before her rescue mom left (who I thought I detected was holding back tears).















The name was actually Rocca - but she turned out to be such a slug and couch potato that we quickly changed that to an ironic Rocket. She is so timid and adorable, we have been tempted as much as by any foster dog to go ahead and adopt her. But the usual issues persist - unstable/uncertain future for us with regard to jobs and location, a possibility of Mexican travel and/or relocation.



I've learned that it's always heartbreaking when a foster dog leaves for an adoption. Some are more painful than others. But it seems to be true that I don't have to own them just because they are wonderful. I hope someday we have a stable place suitable for several dogs, and we can enjoy their company for a lifetime. Until then, at least we are helping these little guys on their journey from wherever and whatever they were rescued from to where they will find a long-term home where hopefully they will be loved and well cared for.

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