The Foster Chronicles: ‘Nita, Week 5

Previously… (The Foster Chronicles: ‘Nita, Week 4)

Day 1

We do three miles. I attempt to orchestrate another play date with Redford afterward, but he’s drinking at the water bowl and curls his lip when she approaches.

NOPE. NOT OK WITH ME. I holler at him to cut it out. End of play date.

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Monday snuggles.

Day 2

Another short play date with Redford after our walk. Both dogs run. Both dogs rrrr. ‘Nita starts to snap a bit, and I put her on the ground. Tell her no and hold her down there for a minute so she knows I’m boss. She wags and tries to kiss me.

A woman expresses interest in adopting ‘Nita! I ask her for her location. Arkansas.

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Tuesday snuggles.

Day 3

Another woman wants to meet ‘Nita; she lives near Charlotte. Not close, but not Arkansas. Her car’s in the shop, but we make plans to meet halfway for a meet and greet when she has transportation again.

As a Zen exercise, I hand over admin rights to Tulip’s page to her adoptive mom and practice letting go. She does a good job with Tulip’s voice, but it’s still hard because I’m a control freak.

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Humpday snuggles.

Day 4

After four and a half weeks of rope burns on my hands, I realize that walking ‘Nita on the side of me that doesn’t have the traffic cuts down her crazed lunges at cars by about 50%. I am S-M-R-T.

Bonita is funny as shit on her Facebook page.

If you don't Like her page, you're missing out.
If you don’t Like her page, you’re missing out.

I didn’t get a picture of Fursday snuggles, but they happened.

Day 5

Two and a half miles and this play date made for excellent Friday snuggles.

Day 6

Friends come over to meet ‘Nita. She loves ’em down.

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She loves ’em down good.

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It’s icky outside, and for the first time in forever, we don’t walk. Regardless, there are snuggles.

Seventy-two people Liked this photo within 16 hours.
Seventy-two people Liked this photo within 16 hours.

I wish people liked my blog as much as they like ‘Nita’s Facebook page.

Day 7

I try to have Redford and ‘Nita play in the morning, but there’s been no walk for 36 hours and ‘Nita is just too wiggly. Redford looks perturbed so I call it off. We try again after the walk, and it’s fine. Lesson learned.

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I love how ‘Nita looks like a white dog from the front, a black dog from the side, and a tricolor dog from the back; a blue-eyed dog on the left, a brown-eyed dog on the right; Everydog.

Were there snuggles? OF COURSE THERE WERE SNUGGLES; IT WAS SUNDOG.

We start Doggy Manners class this week.