I am not a dog person. I am not a dog person. I am not a dog person. And then there was Mattie. The conversation went something like this: "I know you might try talking me out of it, but I think I want a dog," said my husband.
Aspen was an adorable puppy who needed transport out of South Carolina quickly to avoid going back into a shelter. Little Aspen, was thrown from a moving car at five weeks of age, weighing just four pounds.
I often recommend that people foster before they adopt a dog. The primary benefit belongs to the dog, and it would be foolish to foster without understanding that you begin your adventure with a promise to him that you will do your best to put him first. It's not always easy, but it's worth it.