The joy of being "Someone"

It goes like this -- you think, "oh that little one really needs to be in foster, I am sure "someone" will come to get him."

But sometimes the simple fact is that "someone" is you. I learned this recently as I passed by little Dustin (formerly known as Cletus) in his kennel. Dustin is a young, mixed breed dog. When I walked by him, he was curled up looking as sad as could be all pink, covered in scabs with missing fur. He could hardly open his eyes. He just sort of lifted his head and gave me a low growly/groaning "hello." When I called him in a welcoming voice, he wagged his tail and slowly got up to greet me.

I brought Dustin in my office and immediately posted a plea on Facebook that he really needed a foster home, because he would heal faster in a less stressful environment. I knew there was no way I could take him home because I had too many dogs already, and my home was not very calm. Not to worry I thought because certainly someone would come get him. But the day went quickly and by 6:00 pm someone had not arrived. At that moment, I finally came to the realization, that I was "someone."

And truth be told, little Dustin is really not much trouble at all. But the joy he brings me, well it is priceless. To watch this sad little guy come out of his shell and play and run with my dogs. He is absolutely happy as can be. And in the end, there actually are some calm moments ....