Sweet, loving little Topaz (Toby) is still here with us. It's been 4 months that we've been fostering him. He's a great little dog. Incredibly loving and affectionate. Crate trained. Comes when called and sits on command. No health problems. No major behavioral problems. He's laid back and eager to please. His chin is resting on my leg as I type.
It's difficult emotionally, though, to know that at some point he will go live somewhere else and he doesn't know that. I feel like I'm keeping a secret from him, no matter how many times I tell him he'll eventually be adopted. Dogs don't understand the future, so I can't warn him not to get too attached to me. He thinks this is his "forever home" as they continually call it in the rescue world.
I refuse to let myself get too attached to him, because I do understand the future, at least to some extent. I do not have the gift that dogs have, of always living in the now. I am a human, with knowledge of my vulnerability and thus, guarded with my love.
So, spread the word. Adopt this good little boy who only wants to sit beside you and be warm and have dog food twice a day, and to sometimes chew on his toys... but mostly to sit beside you.
