Well, cute little Holden got adopted. The new family has an older Beagle that will keep Holden occupied.
Holden was a really fun dog. He looked older than he really was so it was easy to think he was a mature dog. He played well with all of the other dogs, was dumb as dirt, and sweet as could be. He adored being pet and he really seemed to like me. Followed me around like a puppy.
But Holden wasn’t a dog that I wanted to keep… well, admittedly, I did want to keep him, but he just wasn’t right for the pack. He needs a lot of attention and the moment he is quiet… is the moment that something is being destroyed. He chewed a hole in the rug in my office, chewed up socks like they were candy, and on the last day that he was here, he destroyed the basement carpet. Mike made the mistake of putting him in the cage but not securing the plastic pan that goes in the cage. He was able to push the pan out and then proceeded to pull up the carpet under the cage. It will cost a small fortune to fix the carpet. And he did it in such a way that it isn’t something that can just be covered. He pulled the carpet threads and ran them to the pool table. So, it is quite an expensive mess.
Well.. on Saturday he went to the adoption event and his new family came and got him. I did get to say goodbye and my eyes watered up as I bid him farewell. Doing this fostering is good for the general community, but it is heart wrenching when you like a dog and have to let it go. We have fostered over 100 dogs at this point. Each one has its own quirks and personality. And I fall in love with just a few.
But there are those few that I do come to adore and it tears me up when they leave. It would be easy to say that they are just dogs. But they are like small helpless children being shuttled from one place to another until we find them a home. It is rewarding to have such an impact on a single life and to sheppard them through recovery from their trauma to being really happy animals that go to really nicely matched homes. If it weren’t for the HART approach for making sure that the dogs go to a really nice fit, it would be impossible to put this much effort and emotion into an animal and then give it up.
So, I’ll never see Holden again but I trust that he will have a happy life and will be a wonderful companion to a lovely family.