I almost forgot the biggest news of the weekend: the last pasta pup FINALLY got adopted this weekend. My older son started crying when he heard that she wasn't coming back again for another week. That's definitely the hardest part of fostering: seeing your fosters leave for their new homes.
Oh well, a few hours later, there was an e-mail from someone in our rescue group, asking us if we were interested in another litter, as they're on the way to pick up a mom and her three puppies. Stay tuned - we haven't decided yet.
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