Life changed abruptly between the hours of 7 pm and 8:30 pm tonight. This buddy is coming to stay for two weeks this weekend, on a “foster-to-adopt basis”.
http://www.boxerrescueontario.com/index.php?sect…
No, he’s not a pug, or a peke, or a Frenchie. Yes, he’s larger than what I thought I should be looking for, but I swore to myself I’d keep an open mind. The rescue said he is easy-going, good with other dogs, and food-driven so I should be able to keep his interest with a strategically produced liver bit. I said he can sleep on the bed. The rescue lady says she has two boxers and a min-pin sleeping on hers. This rescue, unlike all the others, has been lovely to deal with - helpful and polite, and clearly very willing to work with me.
NOW HELP KEEP ME FROM FREAKING OUT!
