Today was one of those days that make it so hard being a foster but at the same time feel so good. Days where all your work, love and kindness takes fruition.
The day when your foster goes on to their new home. It's certainly a bittersweet time. You know from the minute they showed up at your doorstep (literally in Mya's case) that they aren't meant to stay here. Their time with you is brief but you can do so much for them in that time.
For those of you that don't know Mya's history, I'll give a brief recap: She showed up at our house back in Jan. She had significant hair loss (demodex mange), scars and was thin.
We cleared up the mange and fattened her up. We took her to pet stores and for car rides. We snuggled on the bed or couch with her. And yes, there were some arguments with her over chewing stuff she shouldn't or accidents in the house but she was still a sweetie.
She was a great playmate for Rio and they'd spend hours tearing through the back yard at warp speed and then snuggling on the couch or bed together.
She's found a wonderful home with 2 kids (3 and 12 years), a mother-in-law and the Mom and Dad. She'll spend her days playing with the kids and being spoiled rotten. She lives just a few minutes down the road and we'll stay in touch with her new owners.
When you came into our house and lives,
You made us laugh, you made us cry.
You brought laughter and sometimes tears
But we'll remember you for years.
Happy Forever After Mya!