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I knew it wouldn't be long until I was a Foster Parent
*sigh* My husband's friend works for a Labrador Rescue group. He called us last evening to see if we wouldn't mind caring for a stray for the weekend.
As you know I have 2 beagles so integrating another dog into the fold made me nervous. My smaller dog had issues because he has a bit of Napoleon Complex, otherwise every one is fine and content. Well as long as I don't pay Foster too much attention, God when did my pooches become such Drama Queens?
So Meet Foster, he is about 3 years old and a yellow lab/Bloodhound mix. He follows me around obsessively.
(Sorry for the quality, the pic and video were done with my cell phone.)
As you know I have 2 beagles so integrating another dog into the fold made me nervous. My smaller dog had issues because he has a bit of Napoleon Complex, otherwise every one is fine and content. Well as long as I don't pay Foster too much attention, God when did my pooches become such Drama Queens?
So Meet Foster, he is about 3 years old and a yellow lab/Bloodhound mix. He follows me around obsessively.
(Sorry for the quality, the pic and video were done with my cell phone.)
