Save a life, foster a dog!

Today is a very special anniversary. Way back in 2008, I was starting to lose hope. See, I belonged to a hoarder who got me as a cute little puppy, and as soon as I got a little older, I was tossed out in the backyard with a bunch of other dogs. I got sick with something called mange and lost all my beautiful furs. I lived in a dirt yard with no shade from the Texas sun -- and let me tell you, furiends, that gets HOT!

In May, some volunteers from a place called Legacy Boxer Rescue came to look at me. They told me that they were going to try to find a foster home for me so I could get out of the heat and get some medical care. I waited SO patiently, but after a while I started to think maybe it was just a dream that would never come true. There were lots of dogs that needed help, and only so many foster homes they could go to. Then...

My foster family came!!  I got to ride in a car and learn what air conditioning is. (Hint: I LOVE IT!!) I gave them so many kisses and tried to show them how very very happy I was to be with them. I know they could have chosen any doggy, or even not chosen a doggy at all. So many people say "I can't foster, I'd never be able to give it up again!" or "I can't foster, it would break my heart!" Tell me, does this look like a broken heart?

My foster momma, Aunt Joni, is the bestest person in the whole world -- other than my momma, of course!! She and Uncle Kurt got me all healed up and taught me manners and showed me what life was supposed to be like for a handsome pup like me. And then when it was time...

She let me go! She found me the PERFECT momma and sent me off to my furever home so she could help other pups in need just like me. It's the truest act of love.

So today, six years after a foster home saved my life, I'd like to put out this plea:

Foster a dog. (Or a cat!) There's a rescue near you that needs foster homes desperately. You can make a difference and change the life of a dog in need. We're counting on you!