Last week we were lucky enough to have one of our favorite fosters, Dixie, come back and stay with us for a few days. Dixie came to the rescue in December of 2016, after she and her puppies (!!) were found in western North Carolina under some construction equipment, where she had moved all of them to keep the safe from the elements. All of the pups came to TBR, and once her motherly duties were over she came to live with us.

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Dixie on the first day we had her. She’s 70% ears.

Dixie was a special case. Not much is known about her background, but considering how she was found and that her tiny body is covered in tiny bullets (from either a BB gun or shotgun), we imagine her past life was not that great. She was extremely timid and would cower when approached, seemingly not accustomed to human contact.

We had her for about two months before her wonderful adoptive family, Sam and Ray, met her at an adoptathon and fell in love. When we went over for the house visit, Dixie strutted right in, picked up their cat’s toy banana, and brought it over to present it to her soon-to-be forever dad. It was so cute I could have fainted, but it also made me feel comfortable with Sam and Ray being Dixie’s forever parents.

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Dixie in her furever home. The hardest part about giving up fosters is seeing them become State fans.

We adore Dixie, so of course were thrilled the first time her family asked us to keep here while they were away. Dixie made a lot of progress during her time with us, but it was nothing compared to how she is now. She is still tiny and adorable, but also obsessed with cuddles, playful, frolics while on walks, and essentially yells as you when you come home for having been gone at all. We giggle thinking about the transformation she’s made from the dog we fostered last January.

Usually the first comment people have when I talk about fostering is “I could never do that, I’d get too attached,” or “they would be too hard to give up,” or some variation of this. And I respond yes, absolutely, it is SO SO hard. I cried for about two days when our very first foster dog was adopted. BUT my emotional difficulty is temporary, while a forever home is…well forever. I know that line is cheesy, but looking back on our fosters, I only reflect on how happy it makes me to see the transformation they have made and to think that this dog was saved because of me. It helps to have people like Sam and Ray to make the process so much easier. We get updates about Dixie, get to see the adventures she goes on, and as an extra bonus get to see her every few months!

Dixie during her visit with us, snoozing peacefully. Still 70% ears.

Dixie during her visit with us, snoozing peacefully. Still 70% ears.

Of course, we don’t get regular visits from all of our fosters. But there hasn’t been a single foster that we haven’t heard an update on since their adoption, and always they are living the dream in their forever home, with comfy beds and lots of treats and love.

Fostering can be difficult, but also hugely rewarding. If you are considering fostering, please don’t let fear of the emotional burden stand in your way. Chances are you’ll get to welcome your fosters back as houseguests, or at the very least get a picture of them surrounded by toys, snoozing peacefully in a large bed.

You can see Dixie’s WRAL appearance here.