As the person who approves the adoption applications for our rescue, sets up and often does the meet and greets, I have a confession to make. I get annoyed with fosters who get so attached that they make it harder for a dog to transition. Granted, it doesn’t happen every time but often enough that I’ve rolled my eyes a time or two. Other than Margeaux, my longest foster(s) were the Sugar family; Sugar Marie and her litter of seven puppies. As much as I loved the puppies, by the time they were ready for adoption I was ready for them to go. They lived in our finished basement which meant each time they needed to go outside we were transporting baskets of puppies up stairs, through the house and out to the back. And then back to the basement. Other than that, we’ve had guests for a night or two, but not much more.
I pulled Margeaux on a Wednesday knowing we had an adoption event on Saturday so I assumed she would be a three-day foster. Here we are now seven weeks later and with no open applications on her accompanied by lots of pressure from her Facebook fans for us to adopt her. Believe me, we’ve talked non-stop about the pros and cons of officially adopting Miss Piggy and while she is welcome to stay here as long as it takes for her to find a home and we haven’t completely ruled out being that home, we truly believe there is a better situation out there for her.
So the Great Debate regarding Margeaux first and foremost begins with Ray. Nearly two years ago Ray underwent a TTA surgery on his rear left leg and he will likely need a double surgery on his rear right leg this year. Not only might he need a TTA surgery, but we’ve always known he may need to have a luxating patella repaired as well. Margeaux requires very little time and attention but to decrease the availability of that wouldn’t be fair to her. Furthermore, Ray is not a good patient. His extreme anxiety dictates so much of how we live our lives that if Margeaux wasn’t completely integrated by then I fear she would suffer the lack of companionship and while she and Ray have parallel walked, they have not physically met yet.
Then there is Julius. Because Julius and Margeaux had such a successful meeting I became convinced that Margeaux was super dog friendly which has proven to not be the case. Julius and Margeaux walked then proceeded to the back yard for pictures. After the pictures were done, Julius in his Joe-cool-chicks-dig-me way, walked away from Margeaux and she has spent the following six and a half weeks trying to gain Juli’s attention. To say he’s fairly noncommittal about her would be an understatement. He likes being in the yard with her as long as she doesn’t actually try to interact with him. When I was in my teens, my sister who is six years younger than I, used to sit outside my closed bedroom door hoping to hang out with me. Sometimes I’d magnanimously allow her to enter as long as she followed the rules. The rules were that she could sit in one small designated spot with her hands folded in her lap, not touch anything and not speak. I see a lot of these rules in play as they apply to Julius and his little adoring foster sister.
As much as we love her and as the debate rages on, we steadfastly tell ourselves that we are her foster family and as such we are doing our best to prepare her to transition her forever home.