For months now, we’ve known the time would come when we had to stop fostering for a while. We have dreaded it for a few reasons, the biggest of which is that it has become one of the truest sources of beauty and satisfaction in our lives, and it nourishes our spirits daily.
Over the past year, six foster dogs have hung up their hats and rested their weary heads in our home for a while, taking time to relax, rebuild, learn to trust, and find the strength to carry on. We have loved each one. And when the time has come, we have sent each one off to its very own new life. We hate to see this journey end, even for a short while.
But, the time has come. We left a big piece of our hearts in Austin a few years back, and we’re heading back to retrieve it. In a few weeks, we will be making Texas our home again.
Chick is already hard at work packing up his pearl snap shirts and cowdog boots. He loves the endless supply of sunshine and year-round swimming opportunities down in Central Texas. He doesn’t like to admit it lest you think less of him, but he is even happy to have a temporary reprieve from his foster brothering duties.
Inevitably, there will be some fostering downtime while we pack, move, take a little time to travel, and get set up in our new community. But we can’t imagine letting our blog world go. We may cut back on posts to a few per week until we’re ready to ramp back up again, but we don’t plan to stray far from this blog community that we have grown to love so much.
Some of you might have thoughts about topics we could write about during our fostering sabbatical. If you do, please let us know in the comments or in an email (DCpetographer [at] gmail [dot] com). We would love to hear your ideas. Will you share them?
So as you can imagine, saying goodbye to Zee was extra emotional for us. At just three weeks until our move, we were not only sending a dear dog love off to a new home, but we were also closing the fostering book for a while.
Even we are not so crazy that we’d pull another dog with our move looming so close.
Or are we?