Cassie the rescue dog

As part of my ongoing volunteer work with The Mutt Movement, I foster dogs that we pull from shelters until they are adopted. Some are big, most small. Some young, some old. Some quite ill (we nurse them back to health before putting them up for adoption), and some quite spunky.

This week’s (well, it’s been a couple of weeks now) rescue pup is named Cassie. She’s a six year’s old Chihuahua mix. She’s a bit timid, but coming out of her shell now that she’s gotten used to the house pooch (Lucky, a 75 pound, Boxer/Pit Bull who was rescued 11 years ago by my roommate…and a lucky dog she is!). She purrs like a cat when you pet her and snores like a freight train when she sleeps.
People ask me how I keep from getting attached to these fosters when I have them for more than a few days. It’s not always easy. One stayed with me for a year before finding a permanent home with a great friend out in the dessert. I had the dog of my dreams for 16 years and know she will never be replaced. By helping out these few unwanted dogs that I have the honor of fostering until they find loving homes of their own, I get all the doggie love and satisfaction I need.