There is no denying his beauty.
And his beauty isn't just skin deep either. He has a beautiful soul. Really. I know it sounds weird to say such a thing about a dog but it's true. He just wants to be loved. He follows me everywhere and just wants to put his head on my knee and look at me adoringly. He's only been here for 4 days and he's fit in so perfectly it's amazing.
I think I may be in love.
This is the trouble with fostering. It's business as usual and then WHAM. Beautiful doggie with perfect disposition comes in and I'm suppose to be content just caring for him and passing him on to someone else.
Completing an adoption for him will require a huge box of tissues and a large bottle of tequila.
I'm not sure I can do it.