The Joy of Fostering Dogs & Cats
I find fostering particularly difficult. Having said that, I jumped into the car yesterday when the Dogs’ Refuge Home called and asked if I’d foster a young girl named Chanel who’d just been surrendered.
This is a photo of my bed last night. Sunny is in the forefront, with Chanel (in the bed she came with) near my pillow.
Luckily there aren’t any photos of the cry-baby who returned her back to the shelter this morning to meet her perfect family. I apologize to all the staff who had to console me. #notpretty
This brings me to the most important part of the story. Last night I laughed – a lot. Joy filled my heart as I watched the dogs play together. Chanel was a ray of sunshine. 
If it weren’t for the good people who volunteer for and staff animal shelters around the world, the light provided by millions of special animals would never fill a home. Their joy and love would not reach those for whom it was intended.
Fostering is hard but it’s worth it. In one night I was injected with an infinite amount of love and I’m grateful.
To all my friends in the compassion movement who rescue: May you always know the love you create. 